Luo Hongxia and Elder Zhu Hong stood frozen, unsure what to do.
Elder Zhu Hong admitted she liked children, but she had never imagined the Immortal Palace would suddenly be full of so many kids.
“Did someone cast some time-reversal spell to send the palace back to the past?” one of them wondered.
“No—going back in time wouldn’t cause this,” the other said.
The ages of the palace disciples had always varied widely.
Now they’d all turned into children.
Time reversal couldn’t explain that.
What on earth had happened?
They’d only been gone three days together—how could the Immortal Palace feel so unfamiliar when they returned?
“You… you’re Lu Yang, right?” Luo Hongxia hesitantly asked; even in child form one could still recognize Lu Yang’s features.
“Not now.” Lu Yang refused firmly, then hurriedly scooped up the clothes on the ground and wrapped himself.
“The me standing here now is Lu Yang.”