Born but Not Raised Is a Thief

"Qin..." Qin Rongrong stared blankly at Qin Xuan, who was right in front of her, wanting to speak but hesitating.

Qin Chenxiang was even more reserved and hurriedly bowed respectfully. "Your Holiness the Pope."

"No need to be so restrained. You are my goddaughters. Right now, I'm just your dad. You don't need to treat me as some Pope." Qin Xuan opened his eyes, slowly crouched down, and gently stroked Qin Rongrong and Qin Chenxiang's little heads.

"It's Dad!" A rosy blush visibly spread across Qin Chenxiang's pretty face. Steam seemed to rise from her head as she transformed into a steaming girl.

Qin Xuan smiled, then asked, "Rongrong, do you know why I didn't greet you and Xiangxiang during the Martial Soul awakening ceremony just now?"

Qin Rongrong shook her head blankly. Then Qin Xuan said, "That's because everyone there was an orphan who had once lost their parents and loved ones. If only you two had a dad, how do you think they would feel? I imagine you've experienced that feeling yourselves."

The two little girls' eyes dimmed, and they lowered their heads dejectedly.

Indeed, they had once felt that pain deeply.

Among the orphanage children, aside from those like Xie Yue and Hu Liena who already had names, most had no surname.

One was called Rongrong, and the other was called Xiangxiang.

Although the orphanage could ensure that they were fed and clothed, orphaned children without parents inevitably lacked love.

That changed when Qin Xuan entered their world at the age of three.

At the time, they had not known that this handsome older brother before them was His Holiness the Pope, revered by countless people in Spirit Hall.

They only knew that, like them, he had come from an orphanage.

In the days that followed, Qin