Leading that bunch of children felt just like taking a group of elementary school students on a spring outing.
All my senior brothers and sisters had changed into children's clothes and put on little backpacks.
I had to remain respectful the whole time. Children were a rowdy bunch, after all, and I had to call out to them when we crossed the road. Whenever I called them senior brothers and sisters, a whole crowd on the street would look at me. Everywhere we went, every head turned.
When children went out to have fun, all they wanted was food, drinks, and places to play. I took them to get something to eat, bought some snacks, then took them by bus to the amusement park.
Once we arrived, I had them go off in groups of three or four. They were still children, after all, and there was a huge gap between their strength and an adult's. If they ran into someone bad, three or four of them together would be enough to handle it.
After they went off to play, I found a random spot and sat down.
There were lots of children in the amusement park, along with families of three.
Seeing those families of three filled me with indescribable envy.
Though I wasn't all that old yet, sometimes I already found myself overflowing with fatherly affection.
That was because I really liked children, especially after coming to Qingyang Temple.
But I had come to Qingyang Temple to escape disaster, and I was learning martial arts to keep trouble from befalling me in the future.
My life was destined never to be peaceful or smooth.
Although I had destroyed the organization before, I had offended other powerful people in the process. Wu Huaqing was dead, but his son had