"So what if there's only one child left in the Qin family? If you dare to bully the descendants of my Qin family, it depends on whether we're willing to accept it." Grandpa Qin said lightly, but his eyes were as sharp as a cold knife.
This old general had always been a treasured saber, but the scabbard had been sealed for too long. As long as he wanted to one day, it would only take a moment for him to draw his saber.
"It's just that it's been hard on you, Little Phoenix." Grandpa Qin turned around and looked at Si Huang, his eyes turning gentle.
From the initial shock to acceptance, as time passed, Grandpa Qin and Grandma Xiang felt more and more pity and guilt for Phoenix Si.
