I Don’t Have a Nephew Your Age!

"Be careful, or I'll beat you up!" he threatened.

"Oh, it hasn't been that long since we last met, and your temper has already gotten worse?"

Gong Cheng did not know about the relationship between An Zhiyi and An Jiuyue, so he regarded him merely as Fu Ming's sworn brother.

He reached out to put his arm around An Zhiyi's shoulder. However, two small figures interrupted him.

"Uncle, Uncle, you're back! Is it fun over there?" Qian Yizheng rushed out of the tent when he heard An Zhiyi's voice.

Qian Yirong also came out, and the two of them ran toward An Zhiyi.

"There's no fun place at Huayan Peak. When we return to Daqing Kingdom, I'll bring you to a place with mountains, rivers, and flowers to play, okay?"

An Zhiyi carried a child in each arm and smiled at them.

"Uncle… Uncle?"

Gong Cheng was stunned when he saw An Zhiyi carrying the two children.