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"Xiaolong? And you're named Dalong?" Yun Xiao blinked in surprise.
"Yes, that's the name of my little girl," Mu Dalong said with a slight embarrassment. "My father was a bit hasty in naming her."
He chuckled in amusement. "What a mother-daughter duo! One is the Big Mu, and the other is the Little Mu."
"This child, always slacking off!" Mu Dalong said, slightly annoyed, and stepped into Mu-Mu Hut first.
Yun Xiao followed suit, stepping into the residence. The Mu-Mu Hut was a haven of simplicity and elegance, bursting with flowers and plants. Though it lacked the osmanthus trees, fish ponds, and stone tables of his Zhao Xuanran's Little Cloud Residence, it shared a similar style. The air was filled with the fresh scent of grass and wood, and the place was adorned with corridors, rockeries, and seas of flowers. And, of course, large yellow lanterns were hanging everywhere.
"Nice place," Yun Xiao commented to himself. The Sword Ruins were vast, and ordinary people couldn't enter, so this kind of tranquility was quite rare. It was like stepping out of the mundane world. He could finally immerse himself in pure cultivation.
Yun Xiao strolled behind Mu Dalong along the corridor, his white clothes fluttering and mist swirling around him, looking impossibly dashing—it couldn't be helped; he had the skin of the Creator...
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