Jiang Feng led the group back to the small fishing village near the shore.
"Father, Lingxu, you've finally returned. You've worried me to death!"
Zhao Ying was first delighted when she saw Jiang Feng's group fly back, then she pouted.
"Let's go, let's go home!"
Zhao chuyang came to Zhao Ying's side, rubbed Zhao Ying's head, and walked home.
Jiang Feng led Jiang Chen and the purple-tailed mermaid behind him.
Zhao Ying turned her head and smiled slightly at Jiang Feng, then her gaze fell upon Jiang Chen and the purple-tailed mermaid.
Curious, she asked Zhao chuyang, "Father, why did you bring back a mermaid? Could it be that you caught it? But who's that child?"
Zhao chuyang said, "They're friends of Lingxu. Perhaps they know Lingxu's identity."
"That's great. Then, Brother Lingxu will know who he is."
Zhao Ying said with a smile, but she did not feel good about it.