The sword in Yao Yao's hand suddenly fell to the ground. The sound was exceptionally clear, but it hit hard on my heart.
The old man trembled and walked to Yao Yao. He stretched out his withered hand and stroked Yao Yao's face carefully. Two lines of crystal tears welled up in his eyes.
He said in a trembling voice, "My child... I finally found you..."
Looking at the old man in shock, Yao Yao slowly turned his head and looked at me. He wanted to say something, but was forced back by the tears in his eyes. He had no choice but to hopelessly call out his name, "Yao Yao..."
"Shut up!" The old man suddenly turned around and glared at me. I couldn't say anything or do anything. The old man slowly walked toward me. "It's you, woman... I didn't expect you to be so vicious. You didn't expect..
