The Youngest Sword Cultivator in a World of Magic
Chapter 197

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The little guy bustled about, showing just how capable he was and how well he could take care of someone.

Holding a cup of hot water, Ye Chuqi watched this miniature version of Ye Qinglan through the rising steam. Their mannerisms were so different that, unless she compared their eyes and brows closely, she would never have thought they looked alike.

"Ye Shiyi."

Ye Chuqi's cool tone made Ye Shiyi jump. He snapped to attention and answered, "Present!" Only then did he remember his big brother wasn't here. His little face scrunched up as he looked at her plaintively. "Do you have to scare me like that, Sis?"

"Should we have a proper talk?"

Ye Shiyi immediately rushed over with a little stool and sat obediently in front of her. "Sure! What do you want to talk about? Your cutest little darling will tell you everything he knows."

"..." Ye Chuqi rubbed her temples. "Can you act normal?"

San San found it astonishing that Ye Chuqi had finally met someone she didn't know how to handle. He was one step away from bringing over a little stool himself to watch the show. Plenty of people had tried acting cute in front of Ye Chuqi before, and she had driven away every last one who made her uncomfortable.

But she couldn't seem to hit this one, nor could she bring herself to. That made things tricky.

"You think the way I'm acting isn't normal?" Ye Shiyi looked genuinely puzzled, utterly unaware of anything wrong with himself. "Then tell me what normal looks like, and I'll change right away!"

The most frightening possibility wasn't that Ye Shiyi was putting on an act, but that he had always been like this. Heaven knew how he had turned out this way. No wonder Ye

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