"Everyone, thank you for waiting!"
Xia Hong's voice came from the back, and Li Tiancheng quickly rushed to the front of the stage, cupped his hands, and said, "Congratulations to the Lord on the birth of the dragon-phoenix twins. May I hold my grandchildren?"
Seeing Li Tiancheng's eager demeanor, Xia Hong chuckled softly and gestured for him to come over and hold the children.
Nearly ninety years old, Li Tiancheng showed a rare nervous expression, wiped his hands, and then carefully took the children from Xia Hong's hands.
"This..."
Just like when Xia Hong and Xia Chuan touched the children, Li Tiancheng immediately sensed something unusual when he held them. Seeing Xia Hong's reassuring glance, he started to observe the two children closely.
"Yu Yao, Yu Sheng, good children, good names, wonderful..."
Li Tiancheng obviously had high hopes for his grandchildren, repeatedly saying "good," and many of the Cold Resistance Level people gathered around to praise the children.
