Sometimes, Chen Hong felt as though he were dreaming. He had awakened from a dream called his previous life, only to find that his household register had suddenly grown several times thicker.
"Mm, thank you, Grandma." Inside the quaint, elegant little house, Chen Hong hesitantly thanked the gentle woman before him.
If Chen Hong had been in his normal state, he would probably already have been clinging to Ye Jie's arm and complaining about Ning Lu's violence. But he was currently under the Sage's Ring's maximum effect. He was too rational, which instead made it difficult to act childish.
Ye Jie smiled and stroked Chen Hong's head, then shot her daughter a glare, saying with some dissatisfaction, "Look at you. Your good grandson is already so grown up, yet you never thought to bring him back for us to see. Do you know how much your father dotes on him? He nags me about it every single day."
In another corner of the room, Ning Ji, a middle-aged man seated in a wooden chair with a resolute, imposing gaze, could not help coughing heavily several times.
"Cough, cough! Cough, cough! What nonsense are you saying? This old man never did such a thing!"
Oh? Who would have thought his grandfather had a tsundere side? A trace of surprise flashed through Chen Hong's eyes.
"Hello, Grandpa."
"Good, good, good, good!" Ning Ji hurriedly nodded in response, afraid of being even a moment too slow.
"..." Chen Hong quickly greeted everyone, then went straight to the point.
"Mom, has the compensation for the Spirit Masters in the Technology Guild convoy been distributed?" There had still been casualties in the Technology Guild convoy. Although there were not many thanks to the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect's treatment, there had been some in the