Everyone watched the two brothers staring each other down with worry.
Pebble Ziling and Qin Yining were especially worried.
What if the boys started arguing, or even fighting?
What would they do then?
Meng Chuan, on the other hand, was not worried about the two brats at all.
One was ten, the other eight. Surely they could not become mortal enemies.
When Qin Hao was around five or six, someone from the Immortal Mountain had "accidentally" told him what had happened back then.
It had left a knot in his heart ever since.
And that had only been two or three years ago.
After that "accidental" revelation, the people of the Immortal Mountain had not tried to manipulate Qin Hao any further.
They had not even kept sowing discord.
If you kept telling a child how awful his Parents were, what did you think would happen?
It would backfire.
A Born Supreme was clever.
So Qin Hao's only knot, his only grievance toward Little Nonpoint, came down to this:
I came into this world because they needed to save my older brother.
To my Parents, I'm just his replacement.
He could not quite say he hated Little Nonpoint.
After all, the bond of blood between them could not be severed.
But if a few more years passed and Qin Hao reached fourteen or fifteen, who knew how he would feel?
The people of the Immortal Mountain were bound to meddle.
Now that Qin Hao had been taken straight from the Immortal Mountain to Stone Village, untangling an eight-year-old's knot would be simple.
As for Little Nonpoint, his feelings toward Qin Hao had been complicated at first. But after learning what Qin Hao had been through, he felt deeply for his younger brother.
Little Nonpoint had always been kindhearted.
He had