Yan Xuefei had seen An Qing once before at the God Realm Moonlit Auction, but only now did she get a clear look at her true face.
An Qing smiled and nodded in response.
The person standing before them was the Empress of the God Realm. Anyone would have been astonished, but An Qing immediately put on a mask and gave everyone a slight nod.
"Little Princess, this is just a regular family meeting. We didn't bully Yan Xuefei, absolutely not." The Yan family's Old Ancestor wore fear plainly across his face. Cold sweat kept trickling down his forehead, soaking through his back.
The little one pouted. She had only said it casually, without a thought, but then she looked at the Yan family's Old Ancestor and asked, "Where's my daddy?"
The Yan family's Old Ancestor didn't know either. For a moment, he was left speechless, stammering awkwardly.
Yan Xuefei said helplessly, "The Emperor Lord isn't here. Did you come to the wrong place?"
The corner of Beibei's mouth twitched. Ling Yun really wasn't anywhere to be found.
"He isn't here?"
The little one began looking left and right, refusing to believe it.
At that moment, an elder said, "Little Princess, um... the Supreme Emperor Lord really isn't here."
After Long Yanran confirmed it and also told the little one that Ling Yun wasn't there, she finally nodded.
Beibei tugged at Yan Xuefei's skirt and asked in a childish voice, "Godmother, do you need my help? Let me tell you, Beibei is really powerful now."
Yan Xuefei believed Beibei was powerful—far more powerful than herself—but having a child help her was too embarrassing. Thus, she shook her head with a wry smile and refused.
Beibei crossed her arms and turned her little head aside, looking rather sulky. An Qing and