Xuan Long walked into the house with a calm and steady stride. The moment he appeared, the stunned atmosphere left behind by the Lion King seemed to vanish, replaced by a cool and peaceful energy.
Su Mingxuan looked up, his face breaking into a bright, warm smile. He no longer looked like a tired leader; he looked like a proud grandfather. "Xuan Long! You've come just in time," he said in a heartwarming tone.
He carefully handed the tiny snake cub back to his father. "Congratulations again on becoming a father. He is a strong, healthy boy."
He chuckled, patting Xuan Long on the shoulder. "I hope you and Qinglan have many more cubs in the future. I want my arms to always be full of healthy and strong grandchildren!"
Su Qinglan's face turned a soft shade of pink.
"Father!" she chided him, her voice full of embarrassment. "Xiao San is only two days old, and you are already asking for more? Stop teasing us."
