"Grandpa, hurry up. Don't miss the opportunity!"
Han Liang came to Han Jue's side and shook his arm. He looked like a spoiled child, not like a little boy, but more like a girl.
Han Jue smiled and said, "He was already saved while we were talking."
Han Liang's eyes widened. "Who saved him?"
"Of course it was me."
"Wow, Grandpa, you didn't move just now! Could it be that you have a clone?"
"Grandpa can save him with a thought."
"Wow!"
Han Liang shouted. It had to be said that this performance made Han Jue very comfortable.
This kid was very sensible.
Han Jue pulled Han Liang into his arms and rubbed his head. He smiled and said, "You have many siblings, but most of them are far younger than you. They might not be that close to you, but in my eyes, your potential is the best. In the future, you have to protect your siblings and juniors, understand?"