Then we can worry less, just keep our spirit in good shape and get ready to bring up the kids in the future~"
"Let's hope so..." Listening to Su Yang's reassurance, Tang Shiyang's anxiety eased a little. She nodded and said, "But that last sentence of yours is indeed right. Hurry up and leave our family one… no, several grandsons, that's the real business!"
...
Inside the Qingming Realm.
Bing Tong lifted her head in thought and asked, "Su Yuan, do we still have to fight each other?"
Su Yuan was stunned for a moment. "Hm? Of course not."
Bing Tong tilted her head, a trace of confusion in her icy blue pupils. "Then what did Aunt mean by 'civil war'?"
"Uh, that? Well..." Facing the pure Bing Tong in front of him, Su Yuan suddenly didn't know how to answer.
It wasn't just Bing Tong—Mu Kexian from the relatively conservative Southern Continent also hadn't understood. Only Yang Aoshan and Ashley got it.
