C1062 Ah Ming Call Me Uncle!

He paused for a second and then said mockingly, “No, Ling Er is not your daughter. You are not worthy to be her father.”

No wonder Ling Er hated his family so much and even broke off all relations with them.

If it was him, he would have killed his own father long ago.

“Little bastard, this is a family matter of the Hundred Lane family. You better not meddle in it. Otherwise, even if you are at the Emperor Realm, I will make you leave.”

Baili Su looked at Wuxiang warily. Although his words were fierce, he was a bit scared in his heart.

This brat was extremely strong. He was probably not weaker than him. It was best not to fight if he could.

Otherwise, if he lost to a junior, he would lose face.

“Family Head Baili, you are wrong. Ling Er is my wife. How can she be a casual matter? If Family Head Baili is unhappy with Ling Er, you can come at me.”

Wuxiang’s voice was unprecedentedly strong.

He was not a person who liked to waste his breath. If it was something that could be done, he would never use his mouth.

However, this person in front of him had a special identity.

Even if Ling Er hated him, he was still Ling Er’s father. Therefore, unless it was absolutely necessary, he was not willing to fight.

“Without the order of a parent, who do you think she is?”

When this matter was brought up, Baili Su became angry.

Although this unfilial girl wasn’t pleasing to the eye, her face was extremely valuable and could bring him a lot of benefits. However, she had actually given it to a wild brat that came out of nowhere.

“There’s no need for Patriarch Baili to worry. Now, we’re leaving. If Patriarch Baili still wants to stop us, then I’ll have to offend you.”

After saying that, he left with Luo Zhi-Ling.

Seeing their backs, the people present all had unwilling expressions.

Baili Zhi-Yu went to the side of Baili Su and gritted her teeth as she said, “Father, are we really going to let them leave just like that?”

“What else?”

Baili Su glared at her and said, “That brat’s cultivation isn’t below mine. Do you think we’ll be able to take advantage of him?”

“But, if Baili Zhi-Ling isn’t willing to help, then what about our Baili Family? Are we really going to wait for the people of the Emperor Dragon Race to come and ask for punishment?”

Baili Zhi-Yu had a face full of fear.

A while ago, her aunt went out to play and met a very good-looking man. She tried to take him back, but who knew that the man was a member of the Emperor Dragon Race.

Because of this, the Baili Family had offended the Emperor Dragon Race.

This time, they took the chance of Young Master Yun and Miss Hua-Ruo’s wedding to come to the Emperor World. They wanted to see the Emperor Dragon Race’s Nine-Paths Dragon Emperor or the Crown Prince and ask for mercy.

However, he didn’t see anyone at all.

He finally found out that Baili Zhiling was related to the Crown Prince’s wife, so he wanted her to plead for the Baili family. However, this bitch was so cruel that she didn’t care about the Baili family at all.

What should he do?

The world of the Emperor was magnificent.

“Sister…”

A kid called out excitedly and quickly jumped into Feng Yu’s arms and hugged her waist.

“Little Han.”

Feng Yu smiled and touched Yu Hao Han’s head.

After a while, this little guy was almost as tall as her.

Next to him, Ah Ming held Long Zixuan’s neck tightly and stared at the boy with hatred in his eyes.

Hmph, this kid came out of nowhere and stole my mother.

Long Zixuan’s face turned black. He was afraid that his son would steal his wife, so he held his son in his arms.

Who knew that his son would be able to defend himself, but he couldn’t defend himself against this little kid that came out of nowhere.

Yu Hao Han turned around and saw a big and a small guy that looked like two handsome men staring at him with hatred.

Yu Hao Han was confused. Did he offend them? Why didn’t he remember?

“Cousin, son-in-law.”

Yu Junhan walked over. A faint smile appeared on his handsome face as he greeted Feng Yu and Long Zixuan.

“Cousin.”

Long Zixuan and Feng Yu greeted him with a smile.

Now, they had already confirmed Feng Yu’s identity.

Therefore, the bloodline between her and the Feather Race couldn’t be cut off.

Yu Junhan nodded and looked at the cute little guy in Long Zixuan’s arms. A faint joy appeared in his eyes.

This was Yu Er’s son?

What a cute little guy.

Ah Ming also looked at Yu Junhan. His expression was a bit confused. He was so cute.

Seeing the big and the little guy look at each other, Feng Yu smiled and said, “Ah Ming, call me uncle.”

“Uncle.”

Ah Ming called out obediently.

However, he couldn’t help but be confused. Why was he called uncle again?

Didn’t he already have two uncles?

There was actually another one.

“Good. This is also uncle.”

Feng Yu pinched his son’s cute face and pointed at Yu Huhan.

So this kid who stole his mother was also his uncle?

Ah Ming didn’t want to call him, but he remembered that he was a good baby. Therefore, he pouted and reluctantly called out.

Yu Huhan looked at Ah Ming in a daze. He didn’t know what to do.

Yu Junhan touched his head and reached out his arm to Ah Ming. He said, “Ah Ming, give uncle a hug.”

Ah Ming tilted his head and thought for a while. Then, he reached out his little arm to Yu Junhan.

[This is for hugging?]

Long Zixuan, who was abandoned by his son, felt a bit of resentment. He handed it over to Yu Junhan when Yu Junhan came to hug Ah Ming.

[The smell of uncle is also very nice.]

[It smells like uncle Yu Junhan and uncle Yi Xuan.]

Pop…

He suddenly kissed Yu Junhan’s face heavily, leaving a mark of saliva.

Yu Junhan, “…”

The handsome man froze on the spot.

Even Feng Yu and Long Zixuan were stunned.

[It seems like my son likes this uncle a lot. Normally, only people he likes will kiss him.]

[Think about it, Ling Bai and Hua Luan tried to seduce him, but they didn’t succeed.]

The Feather Race came to visit, so the Emperor Dragon Race welcomed them.

On the same day, Di Jiuyuan personally set up a feast for Yu Junhan and his people.

During the feast, Yu Junhan raised his cup to pay his respects to Di Jiuyuan.

“I’ve heard of the Dragon Emperor’s fame. I was lucky to meet you today. The Dragon Emperor’s demeanor is indeed better than the rumors. Dragon Emperor, this junior will give you a toast. I hope the Dragon Emperor will accept it.”

Di Jiuyuan raised his cup and smiled.