The principles conveyed in Journey to the West, along with An Qing and Ling Yun's explanations, made Little one's eyes begin to spin.
"Daddy, when are we going to find those... those..." Little one grew embarrassed. She had forgotten.
Beibei seemed to share a psychic connection with Little one. "The broken divine artifacts!"
"Ah-ha, that's right—the broken divine artifacts."
An Qing covered her mouth and laughed.
The corner of Ling Yun's mouth twitched. Broken divine artifacts?
Little Irene licked her lips. "Big brother, do you know about them too? Are broken divine artifacts valuable? How many soul crystals can they be exchanged for?"
"I'm old now, and I'm no longer strong enough. From now on, the divine artifacts will depend on you girls." Ling Yun put on a heartbroken expression, and his acting was surprisingly convincing.
Little one couldn't bear to see him like that and said in her childish voice, "Daddy, then you can rely on us. I'll, I'll support you when I grow up."
An Qing found it amusing and pinched her tender cheek. "Really? We'll be relying on you for our lives in our old age, then."
Little one answered in her childish voice, looking utterly serious. "Mm-hmm, mm-hmm."
Ling Yun spent the entire afternoon accompanying them in the office. Sometimes he told them stories, and sometimes An Qing took them to the recording studio.
That evening!
Beibei went out for a night stroll with Qin Xianglian and Long Yanran, while Princess Consort brought Little Irene along as well.
Only Little one and Ji Wuxue remained in the villa.
Little one clamored to talk with Lin Qiuyan, saying that she wanted to tell Lin Qiuyan all the stories she knew. An Qing and Ling Yun were left laughing helplessly.
Before Beibei left, she told Little one that