That was right—he was being cautious, looking remarkably like Song Ting whenever she made a mistake and waited anxiously for Song Chao's judgment.
Just as Song Chi thought it was his imagination, he saw the communication screen in front of his father. When he clearly saw the projected figure on it, realization immediately dawned in his eyes.
Seeing his father's awkward state, Song Chi quickly walked over and called out softly, "Grandpa."
Upon hearing those words, Song Mingsong, who had originally worn an expressionless face on the communication screen, immediately revealed a kindly smile.
"So it's Little Chi. Come over and let Grandpa have a look. It's been years since we last met. I heard not long ago that you awakened, and your grandmother was delighted for quite a while."
"Your grandmother's two-hundredth birthday is coming up soon. When you come to White Tower City, Grandpa will give you a grand gift."
Song Chi beamed and nodded repeatedly.
"Thank you, Grandpa. On Grandma's two-hundredth birthday, your grandson will also give her a gift of his own."
Song Mingsong burst into laughter.
"Good. Then Grandpa will wait and see."
At Song Chi's side, Song Chao gave his son a thumbs-up and secretly breathed a huge sigh of relief.
When facing his own father, the pressure on him was truly enormous.
With Song Chi cutting in, Song Mingsong could no longer keep giving his son the cold shoulder. He quickly said in a grave voice:
"Then it's settled. Remember, not a single one of those 1,000 Titanium Crystals can be missing. Otherwise, just wait and see how I deal with you on your mother's birthday."
After saying that, he paused, as though recalling something, then added one final sentence.
"And if you dare drag the children from your eldest and second