Two Little Ones, Hand in Hand

Before Main Peak Hall.

Several towering ancient trees stood rooted there, rising like enormous umbrella canopies.

Wei Yang descended. The moment he looked over, a gentle smile appeared on his face.

Beneath the shade of one tree stood two delicate little girls, holding hands. Their small heads were slightly tilted as they looked at Wei Yang with curious expressions.

One wore white, the other pink. Neither was very old, both appearing to be around six or seven. The little girl in white looked even younger, perhaps only four or five.

At that moment, they were staring at him with their large, black eyes.

Wei Yang smiled back at them, his face full of tenderness.

Without even relying on the resonance between their bloodlines, Wei Yang recognized the slightly older girl in pink as his daughter, Wei Shuo.

More than three years had passed. The child had grown considerably, and her appearance had changed greatly, but traces of her former features remained.

As for the little girl in white, there was no need to say it—she was his future daughter-in-law, Little Xiao Xiao.

"Are you... Daddy?" The little girl in pink stared at Wei Yang for a long while before timidly asking.

Wei Yang stepped closer, came before them, crouched down, and gently rubbed her little head. He nodded and said softly, "Mm, I'm Daddy. Daddy's back."

At those words, the little girl in pink pressed her lips together. Her eyes reddened, and a faint mist of tears gradually welled up.

The instant Wei Yang saw it, his heart clenched fiercely. He hurriedly pulled her into his arms, continuously soothing her. "Good girl, don't cry, don't cry. It's Daddy's fault. It's all Daddy's fault."

"Waaah, Daddy, I missed you so much. Bad Daddy, you're a bad Daddy! I'm never talking to