Su Qiao raised the sword in her hand and looked it over. "It's normal that it looks familiar."
This sword was one he had found only after searching countless secret realms throughout the Cultivation World. Of course it looked familiar.
"Mommy!"
Xiao Jin hurried over, interrupting their conversation.
Su Qiao took his little hand. "Xiao Jin."
Xiao Jin glanced at the courtyard, his face slightly pale.
"Are you scared?" Su Qiao asked, stroking his little head.
"I'm not scared."
Although he had indeed been a little frightened when he saw it on the monitor earlier, he had already calmed down considerably.
Su Qiao saw through his forced bravado. She tossed the sword to the man, bent down, and picked him up. "You're only six. It's perfectly normal to be scared."
"However, after you get scared, you have to quickly adjust your state of mind, because your background doesn't allow you to retreat or be afraid."
Xiao Jin pursed his lips and nodded firmly. "I understand. I'll adjust as quickly as I can."
"Put me down."
He was already so big, and he was a man. How could he still let her carry him like this?
Su Qiao patted his back and, following his wishes, set him down.
"You only look a little like a mother at times like this."
Xiao Jin complained.
Su Qiao laughed. "You only look a little like a child at times like this."
"Go back to your room and play for a while. Mommy's going to dispose of those wolf corpses."
Xiao Jin hesitated, then shook his head firmly. "No need. I'll stand here and watch. I need to get used to things like this."
"Let him stay here. He'll have to get used to it sooner or later."
Kaitles didn't think there was anything wrong