My Adorable Little Niece

The compact Clear Sky Hammer spun in Bofeng's palm. Tang Yuehua rubbed her eyes and watched intently, afraid of missing even the smallest detail.

After a long while, Bofeng withdrew the Clear Sky Hammer and looked at Tang Yuehua before him with a broad smile.

"You..."

"Whose child are you? And why isn't your surname Tang? You should know..."

"Don't all Soul Masters with the Clear Sky Hammer Spirit have the surname Tang?"

After saying that, Tang Yuehua nodded blankly. She needed time to process this—the amount of information was simply too much.

The sect had sealed itself off, strictly forbidding any disciples from leaving.

Other than Tang Yuehua, whose status was special enough to allow her to travel between the sect and Heaven Dou City, not even the Sect Master could leave easily.

Seeing that Bofeng had yet to answer, Tang Yuehua grew somewhat displeased. "You still haven't answered my question. You look only sixteen or seventeen, and since your Spirit is the Clear Sky Hammer, you must be a disciple of our Clear Sky Sect."

"If we go by the generations, you must belong to the third generation. By seniority, you ought to call me Aunt!"

"Aunt?"

"Hahaha..."

Bofeng burst out laughing. He truly could not hold it in any longer. Aunt?

It was already good enough that he was not making her call him Little Uncle!

"What are you laughing at?! Don't you know how to respect your elders?" Tang Yuehua was immediately angered. Although her Spirit was a mutated one—

Even so, as the Old Sect Master's daughter, she held an extremely high position in the Clear Sky Sect. Hardly anyone dared joke around with her.

Bofeng wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes. "Nothing. To tell you the truth, I'm only eleven this year."

"Eleven?" Tang Yuehua cried out. "Then how...?"

"I just matured early. Back to the point—tell me about the Clear Sky Sect's current situation."

"Hmph!" Tang Yuehua snorted, then sat down nearby and said with some irritation, "You still haven't told me whose child you are."

Bofeng raised a brow. "What? Is Madam Yue planning to complain about me?"

"If you call me Aunt now, I'll forgive you and won't complain to your parents."

"And why have I never seen you in the Clear Sky Sect? Also..."

Tang Yuehua added, "Your surname is Tang, not Bofeng!"

Bofeng shook his head. "You want me to call you Aunt? Sorry, but my seniority is higher than yours."

"You..." Tang Yuehua was rendered speechless.

"Whose child are you, exactly?! When I get back, I'll get to the bottom of this!!!"

Bofeng smiled. "Go ahead and investigate. If you find out, I'll count it as your skill. I only hope you won't be too shocked once you learn the truth. I grew up by the sea. As for my parents..."

"I can't tell you yet. I'll return to the Clear Sky Sect sooner or later. First, tell me about the sect's current circumstances. Then I'll consider whether I should tell you."

They were family, after all. Bofeng possessed the Clear Sky Hammer, and he and Tang Yuehua shared an inseparable blood connection.

Tang Yuehua had originally invited Bofeng to discuss future business dealings involving cosmetics. Who would have thought they were family after all?

As the saying went, family was family. Tang Yuehua had lost all her previous enthusiasm and instead sat there sulkily without saying a word.

"Madam Yue, could you briefly explain the situation?" Bofeng asked repeatedly.

Yet all he received was Tang Yuehua's coldness and disregard...

Oh no, his big niece was angry. He had finally found a relative, only to mess it up.

She insisted on believing Bofeng was her nephew, but the truth was the complete opposite...

Bofeng's eyes shifted, and he grinned. "In that case, let's put our cosmetics business on hold for now."

As he spoke, Bofeng headed toward the door, intending to leave first...

"Wait!!!"

Tang Yuehua immediately said, "You agreed to it just now. How can you go back on your word at the last minute? We're family, and as your elder, don't take things too far. Be careful, or I'll return to the sect and dig up everything about you, then have your parents teach you a proper lesson."

"Teach me a lesson?" Bofeng smiled faintly. "My parents dote on me. You aren't qualified, and even if the Clear Sky Sect Master came, he wouldn't be qualified either."

"Aaaaaah!!!!!!"

"I'm furious!!!!"

"Whose child are you exactly?!!!"

Tang Yuehua was utterly enraged. This was the first time she had been angered so badly by a "junior."

Bofeng shook his head, then patted Tang Yuehua's fragrant shoulder.

"All right, Little Niece. Your Little Uncle won't tease you anymore."

Tang Yuehua froze, her gaze toward Bofeng stirring.

"You..."

"What did you just call me?" Tang Yuehua could scarcely believe her ears.

"Little Niece? Is there a problem?" Bofeng called her that again.

"You..."

"This is outrageous! You have no respect for your elders! Today, I'll definitely..."

"You'll definitely what?"

With that, Bofeng promptly took out the Black Gold Hammer his father had left him.

The instant the little hammer appeared, Tang Yuehua froze where she stood.

"Clear..."

"The Clear Sky Token! You are...?" Tang Yuehua exclaimed.

Bofeng smiled and put the Clear Sky Token away again.

"Now I don't need to say much, do I? My mother is Bo Saixi, the Sea God Douluo. My father..."

"Is the owner of this Clear Sky Token, the founder of the Clear Sky Sect—your grandfather, Tang Chen."

"Now that I call you Little Niece, you can't say it's unfair, can you?"

Bofeng sat nearby, watching Tang Yuehua, who was still shaken and silent...

Grandfather had actually left behind a child, and the child's mother was the Sea God Douluo—one of the three Peerless Douluo who stood on equal footing with Grandfather.

When the Clear Sky Sect had suffered disaster, why had Grandfather not returned?

Tang Yuehua looked at Bofeng again. Her earlier frivolity was gone, replaced by cautiousness. "Y-you really are Grandfather's...?"

Bofeng frowned slightly. "You still doubt me? I have both the Clear Sky Hammer and the Clear Sky Token. Then you should recognize this, right?"

As he spoke, Bofeng took out another map, personally drawn by Tang Chen and annotated with everything about the Clear Sky Sect.

Tang Yuehua compared it carefully, afraid of overlooking a single detail.

After examining it, Tang Yuehua confirmed that it was Grandfather's handwriting, and the things depicted on it were indeed exactly the same as the Clear Sky Sect.

"Sigh!" Tang Yuehua seemed somewhat dejected.

"Why are you sighing in broad daylight?" Bofeng carefully put the map away.

"Why didn't you say so earlier? You made me embarrass myself so badly." Tang Yuehua complained.

Bofeng chuckled. "You were the one who insisted I call you 'Aunt.' What? Why don't you want me to call you that now?"

"Little Niece, call me Little Uncle first and let me hear it. If I'm in a good mood, I might give you a few more cosmetics."

"You!" Tang Yuehua immediately became unwilling.

Though she did not want to accept it, Bofeng really was Grandfather's son, and his seniority was indeed higher than hers.

"Little..."

"Little Uncle," Tang Yuehua said softly.

"What?" Bofeng deliberately leaned closer and picked at his ear. "What did you call me? I didn't hear you."