Li Feng

With Little Paper Crane and the Golden Armor watching over him during this time, along with his own senses, Ji Yuan had hardly gone to the Li residence in person. Thus, when he saw the child's condition, he too was stunned.

Ji Yuan made a slight calculation, and understanding immediately dawned on him. This Li family child had almost grown to his current size within ten days of being born, then remained as he was. It was as though he had made up for the excessive time spent growing in the womb.

While Ji Yuan muttered to himself and calculated, the people outside had already reached the courtyard gate. The child surrounded by household servants also entered. The two monks simply could not stop such a group, so they could only hurry into the courtyard ahead of them.

"Great Ming King Buddha, Mister Ji, these people insisted on coming in. We could not stop them. Please forgive us..."

The two monks repeatedly bowed to Ji Yuan in apology, while the people who should have been apologizing most merely wandered around the courtyard, looking here and there.

"It is nothing. Ji is not so petty."

Ji Yuan nodded at the two monks, then looked toward the child examining the courtyard everywhere. Though the child appeared young, he absolutely did not look like someone who had only been born a few months ago. Yet for something like this to happen to him did not seem particularly strange.

"You are a child of the Li family, aren't you?"

Holding a book, Ji Yuan asked this, drawing the attention of the child and several household servants toward him. The child stepped closer and looked Ji Yuan over. On that soft, rosy face sat a pair of sharp, piercing eyes.

The divine light in those