Xiao Yi already knew who Bo Xian'er was. She glanced at Chen Xiaojun, who tugged at the corner of his mouth, signaling for her to hurry over.
She then obediently walked up to Bo Xian'er and greeted her in a clear, sweet voice. "Great-Grandmother, I'm Xiao Yi. It's a pleasure to meet you."
Looking at the child of exceptional grace before her, Bo Xian'er felt both joy and a trace of complicated emotion.
After all, Xiao Yi was the one who had "defeated" Bo Saixi, whom she had raised since childhood.
She was quite pleased with Xiao Yi, as her expression plainly showed.
Still, she felt a little sorry for Xixi.
Bo Xian'er drew Xiao Yi onto her large chair, casting a sidelong glance at Chen Zixiu. "Come, sit beside Great-Grandmother. With me here today, let's see who dares scold you."
Chen Zixiu rolled his eyes. He had never intended to scold Xiao Yi in the first place.
Chen Xiaojun was about to follow when Chen Xun stopped him with a stern shout. "Stand still! Answer your great-grandfather's questions properly, and don't try to wriggle out of them!"
Chen Xiaojun pursed his lips in displeasure, inwardly grumbling that boys really had no standing in this family.
Under Chen Xun's stern gaze, however, he could only stand obediently and confess honestly. "We were just trying out a Martial Soul Fusion Skill. We didn't expect it to turn out like this."
Chen Zixiu's expression shifted unpredictably as he asked gravely, "A Martial Soul Fusion Skill? Where did you get a Martial Soul Fusion Skill?"
Chen Xiaojun explained, "It was a reward from my fifth Soul Ring, called 'Pact.' It can help our twin martial souls fuse."
At this, Chen Cong raised an eyebrow and interjected with interest, "Oh? What kind of