Damn this hateful cat, he’s actually a demon beast as well, I’ve let my guard down! But a cat is a cat, how can I possibly lose to a cat?
Or so that’s what this scoundrel thought anyways because the last bit of hope he had was shattered in that split second.
The reason?
Though it was faint and brief, Wang Deyi could clearly see the word “king” appear above Little Rice’s forehead there.
Thi-this is no cat, he’s the king of animals – a tiger!
“AH!” Gushing with blood from his facial wound, the severe pain causes the bastard to issue out a deafening scream.
Perhaps it’s the shock of how quickly things advanced, or he’s just inexperienced to such events, but An Xiang Rang (peachy boy) has finally realized how close he came to danger back there and burst into tears.
“It’s okay Xiang Ran, it’s okay, Uncle is here.” In one sweep of his arms, An Zhen Ning pulls his nephew into his embrace with distress clearly shown on that face: “Nothing can harm you my boy, Uncle won’t let any who dares to hurt you get away with this.”
Sniffling like a little wife there, An Xiang Ran peers up at the stoic figure while wiping his tears: “Uncle, that Dragon Fruit, I wanted to give it to my friend Bai Xiachen….”
Bai Xiachen?
Lapsing out for a second there, An Zhen Ning then remembers who that name belongs to. According to his memory, that should be the boy who’s been playing with his nephew recently.
Is that why Xiang Ran is on good terms with Wang Xiaopen now?
Just as he was thinking this, the current chief of the An House had found his attention grabbed by that little steambun coming over from the front.
He had to admit, because of how adorable Bai Xiachen looked from the surface, he too was having a good impression of the child at first glance. As for Wang Xiaopang who’s also coming over…. Well, there’s nothing more to say aside from being a fat chubby who made him want to smack that boy out of reflex.
“That…” Seeing his friends are here now, An Xiang Ran fidgets around like he’s ashamed of himself, “I’m sorry Xiachen, I wanted to give you the Dragon Fruit today as a surprise, but… I didn’t think it would turn out like this.”
Rolling his eyes at the peachy boy’s reaction, Wang Xiaopeng uses a “how can you be that dumb” kind of tone in his voice: “Seriously, it’s not like you don’t know my third uncle’s foul nature, why would you choose such a place to bring the Dragon Fruit. You should’ve done it in private and not in such an open occasion.”
In the face of his newfound friend Bai Xiachen, An Xiang Ran’s tone could only be called friendly, borderline worshiping even, but against the gobsmacking chubby, his reception was as usual in his manner of using that double sissy finger posture.
(For those that don’t know what the author is referring to, try searching up sailor moon’s picture)
“When have I An Xiang Ran ever given a gift in the shadows? If I’m going to give a gift then it must be done in the open. If anything, it should be me asking you about this. How can your third uncle be this shameless Xiaopeng?”
Not missing his nephew’s wording there, An Zhen Ning immediately began examining the said boy, So Xian Ran took the Dragon Fruit from Father because of this child?
“Uncle, do you remember the snow fox that I brought back a few days ago? It was Bai Xiachen here who got it for me. He took me to Mt. Qinling for it.”
“Bai Xiachen got it for you? Just the three of you?”
An Zhen Ning was clearly surprised by this piece of information based on how wide his eyes were. Forget about himself, even a full party of adventurers would have a difficult time returning safely, let alone bringing back a snow fox.
“Mhmm, Bai Xiachen is really amazing Uncle. He only needed to give the word and those demon beasts were all kneeling before us to let us choose.”
Now that was even more shocking of a news for the man.
One word is enough to make a group of demon beasts submit? Who is this boy….
But if what Xiang Ran said is true, then giving out this Dragon Fruit is more than worth it.
While the group was busy with their own revelation and chitchat, Little Rice on the other hand has already finished up his mission of retrieving the Dragon Fruit. Wagging his tiger tail happily, he immediately runs back over to the little steambun’s side in anticipation for some pampering.