Ye Bufan sat by the tea table, watching the little girl chatter away like a little sprite, recounting the interesting events of the past few years.

For instance, she had met many peers, all of whom she had subdued, and now they all called her "Sister Nan" when they saw her.

Or how she had single-handedly subdued a Great Perfection Golden Core demon beast.

Ye Bufan was speechless, looking at the endlessly talking little girl, his face growing more indulgent.