Outside the quiet Danmu Village, there was a beast chariot parked. The ferocious beast was a proud saw-toothed wolf beast, which was squatting and looking majestic.
On the back of the ferocious beast, there was a little white tiger holding the head of the wolf beast, looking around with its round eyes open, looking extremely smart and cute.
There was a small wing like a fleshy bud behind the white tiger, which could not be opened yet. At this moment, it hung limply on the back, trembling slightly with the movement of his body.
"Yuan Mingchao!" A low voice came from the carriage. The little orc shook his body and almost fell off the wolf.
He shook his head, moved his powerful hind legs, and leaped out of the carriage with the help of the wolf's back, and shouted crisply inside: "Father."
Although he tried his best to suppress it, he still heard a trembling of fear. A light laugh came from inside, and a very soft voice came out: "Brother Heng, don't be angry with the child. Ming'er, the wolf beast is dangerous, you must not climb up again, come in quickly."
Upon hearing the voice, the little white tiger's eyes lit up. The moment the man said to come in, the little white tiger suddenly jumped in and landed accurately in the man's arms.
The man was wearing a simple white suit, but he looked stunning. What was even more unforgettable was his elegant temperament. Every move he made was full of charm.
The little white tiger rubbed against the man's arms affectionately, and said in a coquettish tone: "Daddy is still the best."
Yuan Heng's face turned a little colder. Seeing this, the little white tiger rubbed against Wang Jin's arms even more. Wang Jin smiled and said, "Brother Heng, look, you have a cold face all day long. The children are afraid of you."
"..." Yuan Heng didn't say anything. He turned around and kissed the boy on the mouth, causing the boy to scream. The little white tiger in his arms covered his face with his paws and made a sound. Wang Jin's face turned hot, and he held down the little white tiger's paws and covered his eyes: "Brother Heng, what are you doing? The child is still here."
He has to be there. Everyone is competing with him for the person in front of him...
Yuan Heng fell on Wang Jin's shoulder and rubbed it like a little white tiger.
Wang Jin reached out and rubbed his long hair. The man was becoming more and more childish.
"Aren't we... going in?" Wang Jin looked out through the car curtain.
Yuan Heng straightened up, shook his head and said, "No, they are living well, there is no need for us to disturb them."
"Yeah." Wang Jin responded and rode the ferocious beasts outside to chase them away.
The little white tiger poked its head out from Wang Jin's arms and turned into a two-year-old child. The child raised its chubby face and looked at Wang Jin and asked, "Daddy, where are we going?"
Wang Jin lowered his head, pinched his little face and said, "Go see your grandfather, great-grandfather, uncle, and great-grandfather."
"Grandfather? Grandpa? Father's father, father's daddy?"
Wang Jin nodded.
Little White Tiger asked, "Then why aren't they in Eternal City? Why do we have to come so far to see them?"
Wang Jin smiled and said, "You'll know in a moment."
When they arrived at the top of the Beast Mountain, they saw that nothing had changed. Yuan Heng walked in first, holding the little white tiger, and then turned back to lead Wang Jin.
The atmosphere inside was still as depressing as before, but the moods of the two were no longer as gloomy as before. They even had a smile on their faces. After having a child, they became more gentle.