Thats Daniels expression immediately stiffened upon hearing that. Hed been afraid that the conversation would head down this path. Hed thought that he would be able to somehow distract Yaya, but her focus still fell on that beautiful purple kite.

I want that kite! I want that big kite!

The big kite is so fun! The little kite isnt fun! I want that one!

Father, didnt you say before we came here that our kite would fly the highest? Its not flying high at all now. Waaah, youre a liar.

Yaya was not the only child who was throwing a tantrum following the contest between the two kites; all of the other little kids also followed suit. The large purple kite in the sky was a completely different beast compared to the other kites below it, and the little kids could only throw tantrums at their parents to exert pressure upon them.

Dont cry, father will make you a bigger and better one when we get back.

Hush now, Ill ask that man where he bought his kite from, and well buy one as well.

All of the parents consoled their children while aiming hostile glances at Mag. He had ruined everyones fun! With his kite flying so high in the sky, none of the kids were satisfied with their own kites anymore.

Amy was quite perplexed at the sight of the sobbing children, and she asked, Father, why are they all crying?

Perhaps because their kites arent flying high enough, so they want to play with ours. Mag shrugged as he held Amy with one arm. He tugged on the line in his hand, and the purple phoenix did a somersault in the sky. Its colorful tail further enhanced the effect that the maneuver created, putting on a truly stunning spectacle.

Woah!!! That was so awesome!!!

Cries of amazement erupted from the little kids around them before they broke down into even louder sobs.

Stop crying, everyone. I know that my fathers kite is super beautiful, and flies super high, so if you want to play with it Amy looked at the little kids with an earnest expression, and consoled, Then you can watch me play with it.

The kids had just stopped crying, and were listening intently to what Amy was about to say when they began to cry with even greater ferocity.

I want to play with it! I want it!

She has such a beautiful kite; why dont I have one? Waah

Mag was quite amused. Amy sure was a kid-slayer. Her words were far more scathing to the children than watching him flaunt their purple phoenix kite, but at the same time, there was nothing wrong with what she was saying.

Father, why are they still crying? Didnt I allow them to watch me fly the kite? Amy was very perplexed as she turned toward Mag. Back when she didnt have a kite to fly, she felt very content just from watching others fly their kites.

Thats because everyone is possessive in nature. They always want better things for themselves, which is why when they see a kite thats better than theirs, they want to take it for themselves. However, the kite doesnt belong to them, so they can only cry, Mag explained with a smile. Possessiveness was a natural trait, and Mag wasnt using it as a derogatory term; it was simply an objective truth. However, the main cause behind the childrens anguish was actually their parents.

There was a little elf girl standing right beside them, and she was also quite envious, but she stood obediently beside her father, and didnt cry or scream like the other kids did. That was the difference between good parenting and bad parenting.

I see. Then after were done, we should let them play with the kite as well. That way, they wont cry anymore, right? Amy asked with a thoughtful expression.

If youre willing to do that, then it should work. Mag nodded with a smile. He was quite glad to see the kindness in Amys heart.

Then, can I fly the kite? Amy looked up at the kite flying high in the sky with anticipation in her eyes.

Of course. Just hold onto this line, and tug on it gently. Ill carry you and run around so the kite can continue to fly higher. Mag handed the line to Amy, and ignored all of the kids. Even after handing over the line to Amy, he still grasped the section of the line just below her hand. The force that such a big kite could generate in flight was quite considerable, so if he were to let Amy hold onto it on her own, she could get injured.

When I say release, you let go, alright? Mag instructed with a smile. He then ran a few steps against the wind with Amy in his arms, and directed her to release the line. Thus, more of the line was unraveled, and the purple phoenix flew higher and higher into the sky.

This is so fun! I love kite-flying. Peals of crisp laughter escaped Amys lips, and reverberated throughout the square. Ugly Duckling followed along behind the two of them, and occasionally looked up at the kite before swiping its claws at it as if it wanted to fly or grab the kite down.

The little kids looked on with envy; they gradually forgot their despair, and their sobs petered out. All of them began to stare at the kite with rapt attention, wondering just how high it could fly.

The parents finally heaved a sigh of relief. When little kids began crying, they could go on and on for an eternity, especially when they wanted something. Unless something more interesting was presented to them to divert their attention, there was no way to console them. Who would have thought that they would stop crying on their own?

Daniel was looking at Mag with a resentful expression. He had come prepared, but Mag still managed to outdo him. Yaya had stopped crying as well, but whenever he saw the envious look on her face, he would feel quite disgruntled.

Mag and Amy played with the kite for a long time. He wasnt an avid kite-flyer in his past life, but he had friends who were professional competitive kite-flyers, and he had learned many tricks from them. The kite that the system had crafted for him was already over the professional quality standard, so if he wanted to, he could easily get it up to altitudes of 100 to 200 meters.

However, flying it that high would make it rather difficult to bring it back down later, so he stopped at an altitude of roughly 30 meters. Everyone could still get a clear view of it from that height, so it was more aesthetically pleasing anyway.

Alright, lets take a rest, and drink some water. Mag placed Amy on the ground, and pulled out a small thermos cup from his bag. He poured a cup of water for Amy, and wiped the sweat off her forehead with his handkerchief.

Alright. Amy held the cup of water in both hands; her face was lit with a blissful smile. She was really, really happy today.

Daniel strode over to him with a solemn expression, and asked, Can I have a word, brother?

Hmm? Mag looked up at Daniel with a confused expression, and asked, Do you need something?

Daniel was a swordsman, but Mag wasnt sensing any enmity from him, so he wasnt overly concerned.

Brother, do you have something against me? Why are you and your daughter always trying to knock me down a notch? Look at my little girl; shes bawling her eyes out. Do you think it was easy for me to spend close to 20 days to make that kite? Daniels expression immediately crumpled as he complained, Anyway, I just want to ask if youre selling that kite?