Chapter 434: Chapter 434 “Birthday Storm (4)”

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Chapter 434 “Birthday Storm (4)”

“Little Rice is amazing,” rubbing the tiger’s head, Bai Xiachen copies exactly what his mother does to himself when he does something right.

Sure enough, Little Rice’s expression instantly showed satisfaction over that compliment. Stretching out his paws lazily, the fella hurries to jump into the kid’s arm for warmth.

“Mother,” just as the kid finishes turning his head around, that’s when he saw the reddish figure slowly strolling up to his spot. But in order to not be outdone, he also dashes forward to cling onto those extravagant legs of his own accord.

“I brought you the Dragon Fruit like I said. Are you happy?”

“Xiachen is very good, my most favorite and capable son.” Caressing the little steambun’s face, her smile could only be called motherly warm, “What sort of reward would you like?”

“Mother is the best reward I can get, but if you must, I want Mother to give me hugs and kisses.” Looking up with hopeful eyes, the boy clearly wanted her to do just that.

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“Oh my sweetheart, my precious baby.” Bai Yan was full of joy as she picked up the child to smother him with kisses. It’s as if no matter how many times she did so it was not enough.

“Look at them, and look at yourself you damn brat.” Seeing how warmly the pair was acting, Wang Deqiu could only squint his eyes with jealousy, “Why can’t you say something nice to your old man here and make me happy?”

Wang Xiaopeng was dumbfounded because he already tried that before by copying his friend there.

Now he’s blaming me for not being sweet in my tongue?

Like his grandson, Wang Yufan also sighed right now, Why is it that other family’s children and grandchild are always better? So well-behaved and smart, totally different from the troublesome bunch I have here.

“Ooumph!” Grunting hard as he attempts to climb back up from the ground, Wang Deyi’s eyes were dangerously sharp in his ragged state, “Miss Bai Yan, I advise you to give me the Dragon Fruit. No one can protect you if you provoke the Medicine Sect!”

Medicine Sect?

Lapsing out for a second, Bai Yan’s head suddenly remembered back to the time with Bai Zhanpeng, the young lord of said power.

It’s been many days since he left already, I wonder if his body’s recovered yet….

Perhaps the woman herself hasn’t realized it yet, but she’s currently being concerned over a supposed stranger, a circumstance that shouldn’t be happening at all.

In response to the silence there, Wang Deyi only took it as the woman being afraid over his threat. Showing a sneering smile: “If you are afraid then hand over the Dragon Fruit. When I offer it up to the elder from the Medicine Sect, I will also include your part in its retrieval. Maybe if the elder is happy, he might even guide you in your alchemy. Such an opportunity doesn’t come often so think hard on it.”

Sure enough, a series of gasping and hisses could be heard among the audience.

Of the three major powers in this world, the Holy Land was undeniably the strongest in terms of fighting force with the Misty Fairy House being the most mysterious. As for the Medicine Sect, as per its name, its healers and alchemy are top notch. Therefore, to have an elder of said power guide a youngster would be equivalent to giving the child new life.

Well, that’s in the view of these mundane and ordinary folks anyways, Bai Yan could care less. Stuffing the fruit into her sleeve, she readily leads her son away without shooting another glance backwards.

“The purpose of my visit here is for the Dragon Fruit. Now that I have it, I will be leaving. Also…” She paused, acting like she’s deliberating if she should say it in the open, “For the kindness the Wang House showed me during this time, I have placed my birthday gift to Lord Wang in my room. You can go retrieve it when you please.”

Unlike her mother’s indifference, Bai Xiachen on the other hand was much more alive in how he kept waving at his two friends: “An Xiang Ran, Wang Xiaopeng, I’m going home now with my mother. If you two have any time in the future then do come find me at my grandshifus place.”

The peachy boy may not know the little steambun’s background, but Wang Deqiu and his brat of a son definitely does. That’s why Wang Xiaopeng’s eyes were a brilliant star upon hearing the invitation: “Okay Xiachen, I will definitely come visit you at your grandshifus place. Between your grandshifus home and the Misty Fairy House, I wonder which is better.”