Late at night, a crescent moon hangs high in the sky.

Ye Dun stood in a small courtyard and looked up at the crescent moon above him, but he was very sad.

"Brother Ye, are you still used to living here?" A crisp voice sounded from the side of the leaf dust.

Ye Du turned around and saw a girl about seven or eight years old, bouncing up and down.

Although the girl is not very old, her strength has reached the giant level.

Looking at the girl, Ye Dun first couldn't help grinning, and then showed a few smiles and said, "Very good, Xiaorou, did your grandfather sleep?"

"Hmm."...