"You, you all..."
At this moment, he truly felt afraid.
This was clearly not an ordinary fire; that Golden Box was melting at a speed visible to the naked eye. The poison inside naturally wasn't spared either, consumed completely in just a matter of moments.
"Bad, bad, fake daddy, it's a fake daddy, treasure is ruined."
Little Nuonuo watched as his biological father burned the treasure he loved, becoming extremely anxious as he even came up with the term "fake daddy."
An Jiuyue was taken aback upon hearing his son's words.
"This... who taught you that?"
The little baby was always by their side. Who would teach him the term "fake daddy"? There shouldn't be anyone, right?
Qian Jiyun, who had been fixated on the golden box, paused, feeling a bit regretful. The term "fake daddy" wasn't taught by anyone else; it was something their son came up with during a playful protest when he wanted his mommy.
