"Iron Hammer, Uncle, are you really going to join Luo and Yue Li's Luoyue Guild?"
In a certain location in the Dream World, a little girl with high golden twin ponytails, just a few strands of loose hair framing her temples, and light blue eyes as clear as the sky, walked with her hands in her pockets while chewing on a grass root, barely able to suppress her urge to speak to the middle-aged man walking in front of her.
Her voice carried a hint of reluctance, seemingly holding certain prejudices against the Luoyue Guild, or more specifically its president and vice-president. Her barely twelve-year-old face, with its delicate features still tinged with youthful naivety, wrinkled slightly as she spoke.
"That's right." The middle-aged man in front stopped and turned to look at the little girl behind him, his muscles bulging from years of exercise, giving him an imposing frame that contrasted with his honest and plain face.
