Getting Myself a Child Bride

Guangjiang Pass, the Yang residence.

Yang Jian stared at Qin Hong before him with a shocked expression. Yang Chan peeked her head out from his waist, her large eyes secretly observing Qin Hong.

Even with Yang Jian's resilient nature, hardened by the destruction of his family, he found the scene before him difficult to believe.

The son of a Saint, the young master of the Sect of Interception where countless immortals paid homage, had appeared before him, an unknown nobody. It was too much...

After a period of stunned silence, Yang Jian asked with a hint of disbelief, "You, are you really Saint Tongtian's son?"

"Pangu's True Lineage, the sole direct descendant of the Three Pure Ones?"

Seeing Yang Jian's reaction, Qin Hong wasn't surprised.

"That's right!"

"My old man is indeed Tongtian... I doubt anyone in this world would dare impersonate me!"

While Qin Hong could casually refer to Sect Master Tongtian as "old man," Yang Jian wouldn't dare. He quickly nodded like a pecking chick, agreeing.

"Yes... yes, yes, yes!"

To impersonate a Saint's son, unless you had no intention of living in this life, the next, or the one after that.

Annihilation of body and soul, how could a Saint's reputation be so easily desecrated?

Regaining his composure, Yang Jian looked at Qin Hong and bowed respectfully, "Young Master, is there anything I, Yang Jian, can do for you by coming here?"

Qin Hong paid no mind to Yang Jian's greeting and question. Instead, he walked directly in front of Yang Jian and reached out, pulling Yang Chan, who had been hiding behind him, out.

Seeing Qin Hong's action, Yang Jian's eyes tensed. Though he wanted to intervene, he could only give up upon remembering Qin Hong's identity.

However, as Qin Hong pulled Yang Chan out, she showed no fear. She looked at Qin Hong with innocent eyes and didn't struggle.

They were similar in age and both children. Yang Chan felt no aversion towards Qin Hong; in fact, she rather liked him.

It was understandable. Since her birth, Yang Chan and Yang Jian had relied on each other. Guangjiang Pass rained almost every day, and Yang Chan had barely left the Yang residence. Now, seeing Qin Hong, someone her age, she naturally felt a sense of closeness.

Seeing that Yang Chan had no intention of letting go, Qin Hong didn't plan to release her hand either.

He looked at Yang Jian and said, "No, calling me 'Young Master' sounds too distant!"

"It's just a title. You're a few years older than me, so I'll call you Brother Yang Er. Isn't that nice!"

"As for Brother Er's sister, I'll recognize her as my little sister too!"

"Brother Yang Er, what do you think? Is this good?"

Qin Hong was already small in stature, and his tone was kind, showing no arrogance. His large eyes were filled with sincerity, warming Yang Jian's heart.

"This... it wouldn't be right!" Qin Hong's suggestion was excellent, and Yang Jian was inwardly pleased, but the difference in their status was still too great...

Yang Jian worried about embarrassing Qin Hong. After all, for the son of a Saint to treat an outsider as a brother was too much...

"Ah, I'm not worried, so why should Brother Er be? Besides, I genuinely want to recognize you and your sister as my siblings."

"If not, why don't we ask my little sister's opinion?"

Qin Hong smiled at Yang Chan and said, "Little sister, are you willing to recognize me as your brother? If you are, I'll give you whatever you want. There's nothing in the entire Primordial Era we can't get!"

"Also, are you willing for it to stop raining here? Are you willing for Brother Er to have a better life?"

Saying this, Qin Hong forced two tears out of his eyes, "My childhood was very hard. From the moment I was born, I was sealed away, spending millions of years alone in the darkness. Just me.

"Now that I've finally met you and Brother Yang Er, are you willing to be my sister?"

As he spoke, Qin Hong pretended to wipe his tears.

At this moment, despite his young age, Qin Hong was skillfully coaxing Yang Chan, acting like a complete human trafficker!

Hearing Qin Hong's words, Yang Jian's eyes widened. Just as he was about to speak, he heard Yang Chan say in a childish voice, "Okay!"

Yang Chan turned to Yang Jian and said, "Brother Er, Brother Hong'er had it too hard. He's even more pitiful than us. Chan'er hopes Brother Er can protect me and Brother Hong'er!"

Hearing Yang Chan's words, Yang Jian could only nod helplessly, "Alright, I will definitely protect you and my second brother!"

Seeing Yang Jian agree, Yang Chan turned back to Qin Hong, "That's great! From now on, Chan'er will have two brothers!"

"Ahem, Sister Chan'er, to distinguish between me and Brother Er, you can call me 'Little Brother' from now on!"

As he spoke, two strange blushes appeared on Qin Hong's face.

Yang Chan quickly asked, "Little brother? Why should Chan'er call you little brother? But Chan'er likes it!"

Seeing Yang Chan's careless demeanor, Qin Hong thought to himself.

This little brat, how could she fall for it so easily?

It's no wonder she'd end up with Liu Yanchang. Now that I'm here, I definitely won't let that Liu Yanchang take advantage of her!

But, thinking about it carefully: doesn't this feel a bit like being a thief?

Yang Chan is still so young...

Uh, I'm not that old either, am I? What do you call this? Hmm, this is a childhood engagement I set up for myself.

Yes, that's it!

"Chan'er, go play in the inner room first. Your second brother and I have something to discuss, okay?" Qin Hong handed Yang Chan a red silk ribbon.

"Okay! Chan'er has never seen anything so beautiful!" Taking Qin Hong's ribbon, Yang Chan happily waved it, the smile on her small face exceptionally charming.

Seeing Yang Chan's appearance, Yang Jian was also happy. Chan'er was sensible and never complained, keeping all her hardships to herself. Such a genuine smile hadn't appeared in a long time.

As he thought, Yang Jian's eyes became blurry from the wind and sand.

He rubbed his eyes, and when he opened them again, Yang Chan had already gone into the room, leaving only Qin Hong at the entrance.

Looking at Qin Hong, who was only a tiny bit taller than Yang Chan, Yang Jian felt a sense of daze. He couldn't believe he was treating the son of a Saint as an equal?

This was too...

For some reason, Yang Jian had a feeling that Qin Hong's request for Chan'er to call him "little brother" had a somewhat impure motive...

Qin Hong had no idea what Yang Jian was thinking, but if he knew, with his thick skin, he would have admitted it on the spot.

What's wrong with a child bride? I'm Qin Hong, and I'm willing!

"Second Brother Yang, please sit. Chan'er has already gone into the inner room to play!"

Qin Hong and Yang Jian sat together on the threshold:

"Second Brother Yang, it rains heavily in Guangjiang Pass every day, causing floods and devastating the local population. You know the reasons behind this, right!"

"Mm!" Yang Jian nodded, looking at the still-pouring rain with an obscure expression.

"Then, Second Brother Yang, what will you do?" Qin Hong asked:

"This..."

A look of helplessness crossed Yang Jian's face. Although he had countless thoughts and ideas in his heart, after so many years, his temperament had been worn down considerably.

Towards that high and mighty Heavenly Emperor, Yang Jian constantly wished to avenge his father, mother, and elder brother Yang Jiao.

However, he had the will but not the strength!

To take revenge on the Heavenly Emperor? It was simply a fool's delusion, too difficult!