Li Huowang looked at the little boy with innocent, wide eyes in Gao Zhijian’s arms. Picking up his chopsticks, Li Huowang dipped them into the vegetable broth before guiding them toward the boy’s mouth.0

The old eunuch nearby was about to step forward and stop him, but a single glance from Gao Zhijian made him retreat.0

The chubby little prince licked the vegetable broth, only to find it tasted spicy. He immediately scrunched up his face like a steamed bun and began crying loudly.0

Both men exchanged smiles, and the atmosphere returned to what it once was.0

“How are things in the village?” Gao Zhijian handed the crying child to the eunuch beside...0