Huo Yuhao and Gu Yue stepped out of the cultivation room side by side. But the moment they rounded the corner, the sight before them made both their mouths twitch.
Mu En, the Limit Douluo whose might shook the continent, had lost every trace of a peerless expert's dignity.
His white hair hung loose, his long beard was a tangled mess, and a little girl in pink hung from his arms. Her limbs curled around the old man's neck, while one small, fair hand clutched a lock of his silver-white beard. She tugged just hard enough to pull his cheek slightly askew.
She was Huo Yuhao and Gu Yue's daughter—Huo Yan'er.
The little girl's wide, dark eyes brimmed with questions. Tilting her head, she studied Mu En's aged but gentle face as though seriously investigating something.
Then she caught sight of two familiar figures emerging nearby. Huo Yan'er's eyes lit up at once. All her questions vanished, and a sweet smile of surprise burst across her young face.
"Daddy! Mommy!"
She called out in her clear little voice and excitedly spread her arms to leap toward them, utterly forgetting that her hand still held Mu En's beard.
The next instant, she gave it a yank.
"Hiss—"
Mu En sucked in a sharp breath. Unable to bring himself to risk hurting the little girl in his arms, he could only hold still and smile helplessly.
Huo Yan'er lost her balance and swayed in his arms, nearly throwing herself straight off him. She looked both adorable and recklessly clumsy.
"Oh, my little ancestor! You nearly scared this old man to death."
Mu En hurriedly steadied her by the waist and hugged the troublesome little rice dumpling close. Caught between laughter and tears, he looked at Huo Yuhao and Gu Yue as they