Wenwu had barely taken a few steps out of the elevator, without even having time to properly look around, when a yellow-haired punk dripping with street swagger rushed up, threw his arms around him, and shouted:
"Hey, Dad!"
"Kid, who are you calling Dad?"
Wenwu did not take the punk's bait. With a slight shake of his body using a bit of skill, he sent the yellow-haired delinquent tumbling off him, his tone carrying the arrogance and distance of someone long accustomed to power.
"Uh..."
The yellow-haired punk scratched his head awkwardly. Then, as inspiration struck, he pointed at a round-faced, bearded person emerging from the elevator nearby. Their feet were clad in white socks, their legs in black fishnet stockings, and their pink miniskirt did absolutely nothing to conceal their broad, burly build.
"..."
Wenwu turned around and locked eyes with the person of indeterminate gender. Both fell silent for a moment.
After getting a clear look at the appearance and attire of the "dad" the yellow-haired punk had mentioned, even Wenwu, whose composure had been honed through more than a thousand years of experience, could not help raising an eyebrow. He withdrew his gaze, looked back at the punk, and wore the sort of devastating smile that said, Are you kidding me?
"Oh, this child. Why are you calling me Dad? I told you to call me Mom~"
The round-faced bearded man seemed to know the yellow-haired punk. At first, he froze upon being called Dad in front of a stranger, but after seeing the punk wink and gesture at him, he immediately understood. A radiant smile instantly spread over his face. He walked around the unmoving Wenwu, pulled the punk tightly into his arms, and viciously rubbed the punk's face against his enormous pecs and stiff black