178 His Bloodline
Little Sweetcake did not cry as much as before. Instead, she was happy.
When she mentioned her father's eyes, she even raised her chin proudly.
My father's eyes are beautiful purple. They're Sweetcake's favorite purple!
Mo Beiyuan had always endured great malice from strangers because of his strange eyes. Now, for the first time, he felt warm kindness.
Bun said again, My father's cultivation is at the Saint Realm. There are only five Saint Realm experts in the entire five countries, and he's the strongest. Where's your father?
Little Sweetcake actually did not know what a Saint-level cultivation was, but she knew that her brother was definitely right, so she nodded her head.
That's right, that's right. My father is the most powerful father. He's very good at hitting big baddie eggs. Does your father also know how to hit big baddie eggs?
Before Bun could finish his sentence, he organized his thoughts and continued, My father is the Yuan King of the East Continent. He has a holy beast, the Red-Winged Flying Dragon. In the entire Xuanxia Continent, only his flying demonic beast is a holy beast. The holy beasts only submit to the strong. Those wretched generals outside were all defeated by him. They couldn't defeat him, so they used a dirty method to slander him. You guys should think carefully. If he really eats humans, why didn't anyone capture him?
Little Sweetcake nodded in agreement. Yes, yes, yes! That's right!
In fact, Bun didn't care much about how these people looked at him and his father. Only the weak would use their mouths to slander others.
He could not be bothered to argue with these ignorant children.
However, Sweetcake cared about the opinions of these people. In order not to let his sister cry, he explained these words.
Mo Beiyuan's eyes were a little hot. For the first time, he was touched.
This was his bloodline!
The two little packrats were protecting him in their own way.
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Bun's words were reasonable. Even Yun Ran had to admit that her Bun was much more sensible than ordinary children.
In the end, the Headmaster rushed over and severely criticized the children. This matter was finally over.
On the way home, Little Sweetcake nestled in Mo Beiyuan's arms and pouted unhappily.
Daddy, Sweetcake has to protect Daddy in the future. Don't let them speak ill of Daddy!
Mo Beiyuan's heart warmed. The beautiful child's big black grape-like eyes were still a little swollen. Because she had just cried, she was now a brave little ball.
Mo Beiyuan nodded softly.
The little packrat chattered in his arms for a while before leaning on his shoulder and falling asleep sweetly.
Yun Ran rubbed Bun's head and praised him. You did very well just now. You protected Daddy and Sister.
Bun smiled shyly. Mother, don't worry. I'll protect my sister. I won't let anyone bully her.
Because he was the older brother and was born to protect his younger sister.
Mo Beiyuan originally thought that the little packrat was joking when she said that she wanted to protect him, her father.
She might forget about it when she woke up the next day.
Who knew that the little packrat was really interested?
For the entire day, as long as she could not see him, she would clamor for him.
Fortunately, he had been in the academy during the day dealing with the matters handed over by the secret guards. He was also close to the little packrat. If the little packrat wanted to look for him, she would be able to find him very quickly.