"Mom, am I terrific?" Xiao Douya raised his head, waiting for his mother's praise. Wuyou loved her child so deeply. He could have a good command of controlling the spirit at his young age. However, Xiaochu did not reconcile himself to the result, because he lost the match deliberately.

"I am proud of you, my child." Xu Linghe picked up his son. But Xiao Douya dodged it, because he thought he was no more a baby now. Xiao Douya was so happy to have his father with him. ...