"My dear Niuniu! You scared Grandma to death! How could you take so long to come back, you naughty girl? If anything happened to you, Grandma wouldn't want to live anymore!" Old Lady An held An Yiqing tightly, crying so hard she could barely catch her breath, nearly fainting.
Kong Shi was clutching An Yiqing's other arm, sobbing uncontrollably while muttering, "My daughter, my daughter." Even though An Yiqing couldn't remember her, the words tugged at her heart and brought a wave of sadness, causing her to cry as well.
Meanwhile, An Zisheng, An Zhihang, and An Zhiyan—father and sons—stood around An Yiqing, their faces filled with emotion, shedding tears of men. Even the stalwart Old Master An, who had always bled but never cried on the battlefield, turned away to secretly wipe his face.
After a long while, the crying began to fade. Seeing everyone's emotions stabilize, Gu Yelin finally spoke.
