Xiang Cheng turned to the people behind him, his face grave.
"Father, I'll stay with you."
A middle-aged man stepped forward, his face resolute.
"Grandfather, we won't leave. We'll stay with you."
"Grandfather, we're not leaving. We won't leave."
Seeing his descendants with tears in their eyes, a flicker of heartache passed through Xiang Cheng's gaze. Yet the next moment, his eyes gradually hardened.
"Get the hell out, all of you! This is a clan order. Whoever refuses to leave, don't blame this old man for showing no regard for family ties!"
Xiang Cheng snapped. Then he grabbed the middle-aged man before him and casually flung him away, sending him flying.
"Why aren't you gone yet?"
After Xiang Cheng spoke, the group behind him finally looked at him with reluctance. One by one, they turned away, looking back every few steps.
"Grandfather, I'm here."
As he watched everyone gradually depart, Xiang Cheng let out a sigh of relief inwardly. Just as he was about to resume confronting the others, a crisp voice rang by his ear.
Hearing that familiar voice, the old man's expression froze. Then he forcibly turned his head and stared into the distance in utter disbelief.
His beloved youngest granddaughter was walking through the air toward him, arriving at his side in the blink of an eye.
"Grandfather, I'm here."
Xiang Wanyi grabbed Xiang Cheng's arm and clung to it playfully, while Xiang Cheng's face darkened to the extreme.
This foolish child—she had clearly escaped, so why had she come back?
"You... why did you come back? Didn't I tell you to run? Since you already escaped danger, why return?"
Xiang Cheng took a deep breath and said.
The old man in the air folded his arms, a cold sneer on his face.
"Xiang Cheng, my patience