Qin Xiangtian did not stop them and instead looked at Lin Fan, speaking slowly: "I'll leave Qin Yang in your hands from now on. I hope you can guide him well."
"Alright," Lin Fan replied.
Qin Yang glanced at the two of them, feeling that something about this conversation was off.
"Second Uncle, I'm an adult. I can take care of myself."
He wasn't a child anymore, yet the way this was phrased made it sound like some kind of last will and testament, leaving him utterly baffled.
To think, me, Qin Yang—while I might be a little weak—it's still me, a grown adult. Why would I need this kind of care? Of course, if I'm being honest, I'm actually kind of strong. I just haven't shown it much.
"You rascal, get moving already," Qin Xiangtian said.
Meanwhile, Emperor Qin—caught between the Demon Crossing Scripture and the Burning Sky Destruction divine skill—roared angrily, "Stop them for me!"
"Alright, alright."
