"Xiyan?"
Upon hearing the adorable baby voice, Mu Fan looked towards the source of the sound and saw that it was truly Little Xiyan. His heart rejoiced and in a flash he was in front of her.
"Daddy, hug."
Seeing her daddy return safely, Little Xiyan was beyond joyous and stretched out her small arms for a hug.
"Xiyan, my good little sweetheart."
Mu Fan's eyes were as gentle as water as he bent down to pick up his daughter, lifting her and spinning her around twice on the spot.
"Heehee."
Little Xiyan clearly felt her daddy's affection and was extremely happy, her laughter ringing out.
"Daddy, how did you come back so quickly?"
Little Ximo, too, had reverted back into his cute, cherubic self, his innocent face beaming and his tone coaxing, "Is it because the attacking Demon Lord was too weak and was defeated by Daddy with a single move?"
"No."