The little brat who was good at deceiving both people and beasts flapped his tiny wings and, while running, somehow ended up right on top of Wu Jin.
The little fellow stood on Wu Jin’s head, spreading his short, plump wings, looking all mighty and majestic.
If someone were to add a crown on his little head, his aura would probably be even grander.
“Chirp!”
Stupid evil demon!
Standing on Wu Jin’s head, Feng Yuan stretched out his little claws. “Chirp chirp!”
I’ll seal you!
The Phoenix Seal that his father passed down to him, he had practiced it for a long time!
Now, the time had finally come for the Phoenix Seal to be used.
The majestic little round fluffball raised his claws and began forming the Phoenix Seal.
A faint yellow light emerged from his tiny claws.
He really did manage to use the Phoenix Seal.
But… it seemed he couldn’t seal the Zheng.
“Chirp?”
The little fluffball, who had been so confident in himself, stared blankly at the Zheng that broke free.
Wu Jin, however, reacted quickly.
He knew he couldn’t defeat the Zheng, but he could buy time.
As long as he could stall for just a little longer.
“Chirp!”
Dad!
The little round fluffball suddenly cried out.
Along with his chirping, a clear and resonant phoenix cry suddenly tore through the heavens, descending right before them.
“Chirp chirp, chirp chirp!”
Dad, Dad!
The little fluffball chirped happily, eager to fight side by side with his father.
But his father didn’t respond to him.
The battle power of the great phoenix was something the little round ball Feng Yuan simply couldn’t compare to.
With the great phoenix now on the battlefield, all Feng Yuan could do was dash around quickly, occasionally stomping on the Zheng with his claws, just to feel like he was part of the action.
“Phoenix, you’re not what you used to be.”
The Zheng, caught in Feng Qi’s grasp, soon fell into a disadvantage.
But he laughed wildly. “Before, you could easily seal me away.”
“Now… you have to rely on overdrawing your divine power.”
The Zheng laughed wildly. Before the true form of the phoenix, his laughter was frenzied and unhinged.
He was being sealed by Feng Qi’s Phoenix Seal.
Feng Qi didn’t kill him.
In Feng Qi’s current condition, if he truly tried to destroy the Zheng completely, he probably wouldn’t be able to endure it himself.
The Zheng was talkative.
If it had been Feng Yuan, he would’ve chirped back at him—chirp, chirp, chirp—arguing nonstop.
But Feng Qi wasn’t one for useless words.
He silently continued sealing the Zheng, his face devoid of any expression.
The Zheng didn’t fear the seal.
“When you die, I’ll still be able to break free from this seal.”
“Phoenix, I can smell death on you.”
“Hahaha! The moment you die will be the moment I am released!”
As the Zheng’s final words fell, Feng Yuan also lifted his little claws and added his own tiny seal atop his father’s seal.
The Zheng’s figure vanished without a trace.
After chirping for quite a while, the little round fluffball was finally scooped up into his father’s arms.
The little fluffball affectionately nuzzled his father, chirping proudly about how amazing he had been.
Feng Qi had just finished sealing the Zheng. His entire body was in an utterly exhausted state.
He forced himself to stay composed, not letting it show.
He carefully examined Feng Yuan from head to toe.
“Chirp.”
Feng Yuan knew his Dad was checking his body, so he cooperated obediently—lifting his head when he needed to, raising his claws when he was supposed to.
After finishing the inspection, Feng Qi closed his eyes briefly.
The next second.
Li Sheng, who had somehow appeared without notice, stepped forward and supported Feng Qi by the waist.
“You’ve worked hard.”
Li Sheng held him close, pressing his forehead gently against Feng Qi’s in comfort. “Let’s go home and rest.”
Feng Yuan was still full of energy and didn’t really want to go home.
But then he remembered the video Qin Xun had recorded for him earlier, so he obediently lay on his Dad’s hand, having no objections about returning home anymore.
“Wu Jin!”
Just as they were about to leave, the little one sat up again and looked toward Wu Jin.
Wu Jin hadn’t turned back into human form yet.
He let out a low growl, telling Feng Yuan that he was heading back, too.
Feng Yuan knew Wu Jin was injured. He felt a little worried about his wounds.
But Wu Jin said it was just a few minor injuries.
He had been a wild snake since birth. His path from snake to flood dragon had been one filled with life-and-death trials. And he had managed to survive them all.
The injuries he had suffered before were far worse. Once, his body had even been split open.
He had endured wounds that severe before, so the ones he had now were truly nothing to him.
Feng Yuan watched Wu Jin take a shortcut home with big, concerned eyes.
He turned to his big dad and said, “Give Wu Jin some medicine.”
Li Sheng replied calmly, “Yu Yi has medicine.”
With Wu Jin returning home in that condition, Yu Yi would surely tend to his injuries.
Even though Yu Yi had medicine, Feng Qi still took out the ones Bai Ze had given him.
There wasn’t much of Bai Ze’s medicine left.
He handed it to Li Sheng and instructed, “Have someone deliver this to the Yu family.”
“Alright.”
Li Sheng agreed, then left the forest with the big one and the little one.
Outside the forest.
Qin Xun, who had already led all the children out earlier, was waiting for them to come out.
Li Sheng called for Smith.
When Smith hurried over and saw the children, tears of joy welled up in his eyes.
“That’s wonderful.”
In Smith’s mind, these children had likely already met a grim fate.
He never would have imagined that after being missing for so many days, every one of them would still be alive and unharmed.
“The culprit is gone,” Li Sheng said. “I’ll have to trouble you to take these children home.”
“This is my duty,” Smith replied quickly.
He looked at Feng Qi, whose expression betrayed his exhaustion and weakness. Though he wanted to say more, he didn’t have the heart to speak further.
“Mr. Li, Mr. Feng, thank you, truly.”
After expressing his gratitude one last time, Smith watched as Feng Qi and the others departed.
Feng Qi brought Qin Xun along and got into the car.
On the way.
Feng Qi tilted his head and drifted off to sleep.
Feng Yuan, who had been a little energetic at first, quieted down immediately when he saw his Dad asleep.
All the way home.
Feng Yuan didn’t make a sound to disturb his Dad.
When they arrived home, Li Sheng carried Feng Qi out of the car.
Feng Yuan transformed back into his small cub form and, holding Qin Xun’s hand, went into the house together.
It was already quite late when they returned.
Yet none of the Li family members had gone to bed. In fact, they had even kept dinner waiting for them.
Li Sheng and Feng Qi had eaten something earlier, so they didn’t go to have dinner again.
But Feng Yuan and Qin Xun were hungry.
Neither of the two had eaten dinner yet.
At the dining table, even though only Feng Yuan and Qin Xun were eating, all the adults still sat down with them to keep them company.
Frida had personally cooked steamed noodles.
Feng Yuan took a bite of noodles, then a bite of meat, eating with great satisfaction.
As he ate, he told the adults about how the bad demon had been caught.
Children always loved to boast.
Feng Yuan proudly recounted how he had lured the demon over the past couple of days and everything that had happened that night.
He spoke with great pride, while the adults listened with growing alarm.
“Yuan Yuan.”
Li Heng was the first to speak. He furrowed his brows, carefully choosing his words. “Grandpa knows you’re very capable, but you’re still little. From now on, when something too dangerous happens, you should call for the adults, alright?”
Feng Yuan blinked his eyes and said, “Yuan Yuan is three years old.”
A three-year-old little phoenix can catch demons!
Li Heng couldn’t convince his grandson, so Li Ting, resting his chin on his hand, chimed in to help. “Yuan Yuan, three years old is still very young.”
“Think about it. If you really ran into danger, wouldn’t the adults worry about you?”
Li Ting tried to reason with him patiently, both with emotion and logic—
But it was useless.
Feng Yuan held a piece of meat in his chubby hand, his little face smeared with oil as he ate.
“Forget it,” Li Ting finally gave up, falling silent. There was just no way to deal with this cub.
Throughout the meal, Feng Yuan ate like a little food broadcaster, devouring bite after bite.
It wasn’t until Li Heng patted his belly that he finally picked him up from the table.
Children didn’t know when to stop eating. Sometimes, when something tasted good, they would just keep going even after they were full.
That’s why, during meals, the adults would always give Feng Yuan’s little belly a gentle pat to check.
And at that moment, his tiny belly was already round and full.
After being carried down from the dining table, Feng Yuan didn’t ask for any more food.
His little hands and face were covered in oil.
Qin Xun took him by the hand and went to wash him up.
After a bath and a change into clean pajamas.
Feng Yuan came running back out, wearing a pair of thin, breathable socks.
He didn’t like wearing shoes at home. But the adults worried he might catch a cold if he went barefoot, so they had specially prepared these sock-shoes for him.
The soles of these little socks were slightly thicker, soft, and comfortable to walk in, while the rest had tiny breathable holes to keep his feet cool.
In the height of summer, even little kids’ feet could get stuffy.
Wearing his blue socks, the little one went thump-thump-thump as he ran back out again.
Both of his dads were resting.
Feng Yuan didn’t disturb them. Instead, he climbed up onto the sofa and called the adults who were still awake over.
“Yuan Yuan has something to show you!”
Feng Yuan proudly lifted his chin, then said to Qin Xun, “Qin Xun, open the video!”
Qin Xun: “…”
Qin Xun paused for a moment, then opened the video he had recorded earlier that evening.
He used the projector, casting the video directly onto the big screen in the living room.
The video Qin Xun recorded was a bit short.
All the adults sat down, staring at the screen, not knowing what the little one was going to show them.
Soon, the image appeared on the screen.
It was the little round fluffball fighting the Zheng.
Several times, he almost got bitten, which made the adults’ hearts leap into their throats.
And in such a dangerous moment, instead of focusing entirely on dodging the giant demon, the little fluffball even turned his head and chirped at Qin Xun.
Without any translation, the adults already understood what he was chirping about.
He was making a request to Qin Xun.
Seeing this, Feng Yuan’s little brows suddenly furrowed.
His small face drooped in displeasure.
“They didn’t give Yuan Yuan beauty mode!”
The little fellow immediately noticed that in the video, he still looked chubby.
Qin Xun definitely hadn’t turned on the slimming effect!
Qin Xun didn’t say anything.
He knew naturally that Feng Yuan liked beauty mode. But compared to the effect of beauty mode, he still preferred Feng Yuan’s original look.
To him, Feng Yuan was at his cutest just being round and chubby.
“Not pretty! Yuan Yuan doesn’t look pretty!”
Feng Yuan continued to complain, “You made Yuan Yuan look fat! Yuan Yuan isn’t this chubby!”
Qin Xun: “Mm.”
Qin Xun accepted his complaint and, without changing expression, went along with it, saying casually, “Yuan Yuan is actually a little slimmer than in the video. I just didn’t film it well.”
With Qin Xun smoothing things over, the huffy little Feng Yuan was soon cheered up.
The adults nearby watched the interaction between the two, their emotions difficult to put into words.
When the short video ended.
The little one, already appeased by Qin Xun, became happy again.
He stood on the sofa, a proud little expression on his face, and asked, “Did you see? Yuan Yuan can really fly now!”
“Yes, he can fly.”
Li Heng said, “Next time, if it’s this dangerous, and you don’t worry about filming, you might be able to fly even better.”
“Really?”
Feng Yuan was a little doubtful.
But Li Heng was very sure. “You can try listening to Grandpa’s advice.”
As he spoke, Li Heng’s gaze casually swept toward Li Sheng’s room.
Luckily, Feng Qi and Li Sheng weren’t there.
They would have seen the little one so recklessly focused on filming in such a dangerous situation.
Tonight, the little one was probably going to cry himself to sleep.
After dinner, a bath, and watching the video.
The clock on the wall was already approaching midnight.
Li Heng didn’t dare let the little one keep playing like this any longer.
He stood up and said, “Xun, you and Yuan Yuan should go to sleep.”
Qin Xun nodded and walked over to Feng Yuan, bending down slightly.
Feng Yuan obediently leaned onto him.
Qin Xun supported his little bottom and carried him back to the bedroom.
Ever since Qin Xun had come, Feng Yuan had always slept following him.
Li Sheng was very satisfied with this arrangement.
The light in the small bedroom was shaped like a cartoon airplane.
Qin Xun turned off the light, then held Feng Yuan and began coaxing him to sleep.
The little one closed his eyes for a while, then suddenly draped his chubby little legs over Qin Xun, his baby voice tinged with complaint.
“Qin Xun, Yuan Yuan’s legs hurt.”
Over the past two days, in order to lure the Zheng, the little chubby bait had walked a lot.
He had walked more in these two days than he ever did in training at the base.
And on top of all that walking, tonight he had also fought.
Now, the little one’s overworked body was starting to feel uncomfortable.
Qin Xun knelt up, took hold of his chubby little legs, and began massaging them carefully, one press at a time.
“Does it feel better when I press like this?”
“Yes,” Feng Yuan said. “It doesn’t hurt as much anymore.”
“Good. You close your eyes obediently. I’ll keep massaging for you.”
Saying this, Qin Xun bent down again, carefully continuing the massage.
Lying flat on the bed, Feng Yuan kept his round eyes wide open, watching Qin Xun without blinking.
He watched for a long while before finally closing his eyes.
That night, Feng Yuan had no idea how long Qin Xun continued massaging him.
He only knew that throughout the entire night, his little chubby legs didn’t hurt again.
Meanwhile, in the bedroom next door, Feng Qi also opened his eyes briefly.
When he did, Li Sheng was right beside him.
“Feng Qi, wait a moment. Don’t sleep yet.”
Saying this, Li Sheng went to the kitchen and brought over a bowl of stew.
He fed Feng Qi a bowl.
“All right, sleep now.”
Li Sheng had specially prepared a nourishing stew for Feng Qi.
Since the two of them hadn’t had a proper dinner, Li Sheng was worried he might be hungry.
After drinking the soup, Feng Qi felt a bit of warmth spreading through his body.
His long, elegant fingers held Li Sheng’s hand. Under Li Sheng’s watchful gaze, he drifted off to sleep again, heavy-eyed.
Before fully falling asleep, he didn’t forget to remind Li Sheng once more to deliver the medicine to Yu Yi.
“I’ve already had someone send it over,” Li Sheng said softly. “Don’t worry. I won’t forget anything you’ve entrusted to me.”
Feng Qi had asked Li Sheng to deliver the medicine out of concern for Wu Jin’s injuries.
But he hadn’t realized that Wu Jin had intended to keep his injuries hidden.
The wounds weren’t on his face.
So before returning home, he had carefully bound up all his injuries, then went back.
His wounds looked too fierce and ugly on his skin.
If Yu Yi saw them, he might be frightened or even grossed out.
Wu Jin had always felt a bit self-conscious about his appearance.
Although Yu Yi often told him he looked fine, Wu Jin had looked in the mirror himself—
And he didn’t think he looked particularly good.
The muscles on his body were hard and rigid, his facial features weren’t soft, and his height was too tall, like a pillar.
In short, he didn’t consider himself good-looking.
Yu Yi often said he cared a lot about appearances. Growing up feeling self-conscious about his looks, Wu Jin sometimes worried that if Yu Yi’s gaze suddenly changed, he might stop wanting him.
With this thought in mind, Wu Jin hid his injuries and returned home.
He acted as if nothing had happened.
There were books in the bedroom.
Wu Jin picked one up and read. Under Yu Yi’s guidance, he had become an increasingly cultured flood dragon.
He could not only understand books, but also interpret all sorts of reports and documents.
Many things in Yu Yi’s company were handled by him.
Because he worried Yu Yi would get tired from work, he took the time to learn his tasks bit by bit, until he could handle them competently.
Wu Jin was doing a good job of pretending everything was fine.
Yu Yi casually placed a small bottle on the bedside table.
He sat down next to Wu Jin.
Unlike before, Wu Jin didn’t wrap him in an embrace. Instead, his body suddenly stiffened slightly.
Yu Yi raised his eyes, looking at him, and asked directly, “Why aren’t you holding me?”
Hearing this, Wu Jin dropped his book and moved to hug him.
Wu Jin’s movements were without a trace of hesitation.
But Yu Yi pushed him away.
Yu Yi was someone who had no patience for acting. The fact that he had managed to endure this long was already remarkable.
“Wu Jin, what on earth are you thinking with that head of yours?”
Yu Yi stood up, his face darkened. The anger was visible to the naked eye: “Why didn’t you tell me you were hurt?”
“And you still wanted to hide it from me?!”
Yu Yi’s torrent of accusations left Wu Jin a bit stunned.
Yu Yi was seriously about to be driven mad.
Seeing Wu Jin take the scolding without daring to talk back, his tone softened a little as he continued berating him.
“Forget it. Take your clothes off.”
Yu Yi forced him to remove his clothes, wanting to see his wounds.
Wu Jin’s lips twitched: “It’s ugly.”
Yu Yi: “……”
Yu Yi rolled his eyes: “Isn’t that just nonsense? Have you ever seen a wound that looks nice?”
But Wu Jin still refused to take it off.
Seeing this, Yu Yi personally reached out and stripped the clothes off him.
Once his clothes were stripped away, the terrifying wounds on Wu Jin’s body made Yu Yi draw in a sharp, cold breath.
“Wu Jin!”
Yu Yi clenched his teeth, looking at the injuries, his eyes reddening: “You’re hurt like this, and you didn’t even tell me!”
Such extensive injuries, and such deep wounds…
Yu Yi’s tears were on the verge of falling.
He grabbed the medicine he had just placed on the bedside table, his hands trembling.
Seeing him on the verge of tears, Wu Jin’s face immediately panicked.
“Don’t… don’t cry.”
Wu Jin tried to soothe him: “I didn’t mean to hide it from you. My wounds will heal quickly…”
“Shut up!”
Yu Yi didn’t want to talk to him now.
He poured the entire bottle of medicine onto Wu Jin’s wounds.
After applying the medicine, Yu Yi carefully wrapped the wounds with medical bandages.
Wu Jin kept his mouth tightly shut, not daring to make a sound.
The atmosphere in the room was heavy with silence.
Wu Jin secretly watched Yu Yi’s expression, feeling utterly panicked inside.
It’s over.
He had still managed to make Yu Yi angry.
Panicked beyond measure, Wu Jin kept sneaking glances at Yu Yi while thinking that tomorrow he would have to ask Yuan Yuan for help.
Yuan Yuan often made adults angry.
He wanted to learn from Yuan Yuan, to see what to do in a situation like this.
Feng Yuan, who was on Wu Jin’s mind, slept straight through until morning.
He had slept very soundly.
When he woke up, he rubbed his eyes and saw Qin Xun, who was still holding onto his chubby little leg even while asleep. Feng Yuan gently pulled his little leg back.
Last night, he had slept in a half-drowsy daze, opening his eyes several times.
It seemed that every time, Qin Xun was pressing on his leg.
Thinking of this, the little guy snuggled up next to Qin Xun.
He pouted and planted a kiss on Qin Xun’s face.
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