Qian Daoliu: He Can Say Grandma but Not Great-Grandpa?

"All right, all right, Fifth Brother. Xue'er didn't know at first either. In a situation like that, who could have kept a clear head?"

Azure Luan Douluo hurriedly pulled Guang Ling aside as tears and snot streamed down his face. "Besides, Xue'er's been worried sick all day, while we only just found out. Put yourself in her shoes and try to understand her."

Guang Ling cried like a child. "My heart aches for them! I can't keep it bottled up!"

"Xue'er is my beloved granddaughter, and Luo'er is my beloved little great-grandson. Whoever suffers, my heart aches for them! I have to speak up!"

"All right, all right, I know your heart aches..." Azure Luan didn't know whether to laugh or cry. Fifth Brother was far too childish, even though he was almost a hundred years old.

"No, Grandpa Guang Ling is right. It was my fault."

Qian Renxue stood up with Lin Luo in her arms, sobbing so hard her body jerked. Her eyes were red and swollen like two little lanterns.

"Next time, I won't be so impatient. When Luo'er wakes up, I'll apologize properly and make it up to him."

Guang Ling froze for a moment. Seeing how upset Qian Renxue was, he couldn't bring himself to say anything more.

Guang Ling said, "When he wakes up, hurry and feed him. He must be starving. The little fellow went hungry all day, and who knows how he managed to hold on? He's still so little, and wherever Immortal Herbs grow must be dangerous..."

"Fifth Grandpa, I'm begging you, please stop! My heart's breaking!"

Qian Renxue burst into tears again, unable to control herself.

She held the baby tightly in her arms. Her heart ached so much that she wanted to absorb him into her own body and bear all the pain he had suffered throughout the day herself.

Guang Ling nodded repeatedly. "All right, all right, I'll stop. Hurry and take him back to your room."

"Mm, sob, sob..."

Qian Renxue cried as she walked back to her room. At that moment, she felt ten thousand times more miserable than she had during the whole day her child had been missing.

Baby, I'm sorry. How can you be so good? How can I accept this kindness of yours with a clear conscience?

I'm sorry, baby. When you wake up, whatever you want to do, I'll say yes. Whatever you want, I'll give it to you!

Watching Qian Renxue enter the room, Bibi Dong let out a long breath.

She said, "Luo'er really is different from other children. I can't imagine how great a loss we would have suffered if we'd actually killed him back then."

Hearing this, Qian Daoliu looked at Bibi Dong without a ripple of emotion on his face. "When did you start calling that brat Luo'er?"

Bibi Dong said, "Because he calls me Grandma."

"What?!"

Qian Daoliu asked in shock.

Realizing he had lost his composure, he raised a hand to rub his nose and coughed a few times.

He asked, pretending not to care, "He can say Grandma? Since when?"

Bibi Dong thought back. "The day before yesterday, or was it three days ago? I was just as surprised as you were. He was only three months old."

Qian Daoliu snorted coldly. "What's so surprising about that?"

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Qian Daoliu was shocked inwardly.

He continued dismissively, "He can only say Mama and Grandma. Other children can do that too; he's just a little early... Can he say anything besides Grandma?"

As Qian Daoliu asked the last question, a flicker of anticipation flashed through his eyes.

Bibi Dong shook her head expressionlessly. "No. The first thing he learned to say was Mama, and the second was Grandma. He can't say Great-Grandpa yet."

Qian Daoliu bristled. "I wasn't asking whether he could say Great-Grandpa. What does that have to do with me?"

Bibi Dong's beautiful eyes widened. "But I never said it had anything to do with you, Great Enshrined. I was talking about the other enshrined."

Hearing this, Qian Daoliu turned around. Sure enough, his brothers looked dejected, their faces seeming to say, "Why can't Luo'er say Great-Grandpa yet?"

"Hmph!"

Qian Daoliu casually tossed the Immortal Herb into Golden Crocodile's hands.

"Since that brat gave it to Xue'er, let her decide what to do with it. I don't care for it."

"That brat's origins are unknown. I could never acknowledge him. Without my Angel Clan's Six-Winged Angel Martial Soul, he's an outsider in the end. The sooner he awakens his Martial Soul, the sooner I'll drive him out of Spirit Hall!"

Qian Daoliu left, grumbling and cursing.

That damn brat can say Grandma but not Great-Grandpa? I'm furious!

If you have a problem with me, don't blame me for treating you coldly!

There's no way I'll acknowledge him. I, Qian Daoliu, will never acknowledge that I have a great-grandson in this lifetime!

Watching Qian Daoliu leave in a huff again, Guang Ling couldn't help asking, "What's gotten into Big Brother all of a sudden?"

Azure Luan clicked his tongue. "Don't mind him. Big Brother's just stubborn and awkward. If he weren't, and I were him, I'd have won Bo Saixi over ages ago. Who cares who Bo Saixi liked-"

"Shh!"

Mighty Lion Douluo hurriedly put a finger to his lips.

Azure Luan whipped around, only to discover that Qian Daoliu hadn't gone far. He had turned back, his eyes seemingly glowing red.

Qian Daoliu roared, "I heard all of that! Azure Luan! When you get back, recite the scriptures a thousand times!"

Azure Luan said, "..."

Watching the scene, Bibi Dong's usually cool face showed a hint of a smile.

Night fell.

Thick darkness blanketed Spirit Hall. The orange-yellow lights glowing in the rooms looked like sky lanterns rising into the air against the night.

Spirit Hall covered a vast area, divided into four hall districts: east, south, west, and north.

The north hall district contained the inner and outer plazas, as well as the Pope's Hall, Elder Hall, Douluo Hall, and Worship Hall.

If Spirit Hall were an imperial city, then the north hall would be the imperial palace.

The east hall district housed the soldiers, workers, and servants of Spirit Hall.

The south hall was where Spirit Hall Academy was located. The main gate into and out of Spirit Hall was also in the south hall district.

The west hall district housed Spirit Hall's senior administrators and Soul Masters of every rank.

The whole of Spirit Hall covered a far greater area than Heaven Dou Imperial City. It was no exaggeration to call it the true heart and center of the entire continent.

The west hall district.

An imposing residence stood at the very center of the west hall district. The plaque above its gate bore a single character: Lan.

Two white-haired elders sat facing each other in the courtyard, drinking beneath the moon.

"Diyala, has the academy been quiet lately? You actually have time to come drinking with me?"

The speaker was Lan Yang, one of Spirit Hall's four Platinum Bishops.

To tell the truth, he had a bad feeling. His younger female cousin's grandson had just entered Spirit Hall Academy through the back door with his help.

Had Diyala come to talk about that?

Diyala smiled faintly and got straight to the point. "I've met your cousin's grandson."

Clatter!

The wine cup in Lan Yang's hand suddenly tipped over onto the table, and his gaze sharpened.

Diyala said, "Don't panic, don't panic. There's no need to hide it. To tell you the truth, I like the child."

Lan Yang ventured, "Then you... won't tell His Holiness the Pope, will you?"

"Why would I? I told you, I like the child. His only shortcoming is that he's a little too young."

Diyala spoke with a perfectly serious expression as he refilled Lan Yang's cup.

Lan Yang quietly breathed a sigh of relief. He thought the boy was indeed a little young: he was only six, the age when children had just awakened their Martial Souls.

Still, Diyala's liking for Miao Duoduo was a pleasant surprise.

Honestly, that child's talent was just average.

Diyala said, "To have such talent at such a young age-Old Lan, that wasn't very nice of you. Why didn't you tell me sooner that your relative's child was so impressive?"

Lan Yang smiled. "That child's talent... is all right, I suppose. You don't have to praise him so highly, brother."

"You're being modest, aren't you?"

"No, no! It's an honor for him to have caught your eye."

The wine went to their heads, and the two began talking at cross purposes. They weren't talking about the same person at all.

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