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He reached down to grab a bottle, but after touching it, he was stunned and couldn't find it.

He immediately stood up, only to find that the case of beer next to him had vanished into thin air.

"You brat, come out here!" Emperor Yan roared, seemingly having anticipated this all along.

A cute-looking little boy, about three years old, jumped out from behind the big tree with a grin.

"Little Emperor, you're no good either! I've been stealing it for so long, and you only just noticed?"

"What?" Upon hearing this, Emperor Yan's eyebrows shot up in anger, and he opened his large hand to slap the man's buttocks.

The little boy exclaimed in surprise, turned and ran, shouting as he ran.

"Help! That bald, creepy man is bullying a child!"

The Yan Emperor's face was covered in hideous scars, his expression was fierce, and he had a shiny hard-boiled egg on his head.

It looks like an alien monster that crawled out of a horror movie.

While chasing the little boy, she attracted the attention and whispers of those around her.

"Brother—Brother—"

In front of the running boy, there was a little girl of about two years old wearing a beige dress.

She stretched out her little arms to maintain her balance and ran over, babbling as she went.

The boy was overjoyed and quickly squatted down to kiss the girl's rosy cheeks.

"Good sister, you've come at the right time! The bald man has gone mad! Quickly, help your brother block that bald man!"

After saying that, he quickly went around to the back of a big tree.

The enraged Emperor Yan suddenly felt something tugging at his feet. He looked down and saw...

The little girl's chubby little hands were wrapped around her legs, and her feet were also draped over them, making her look just like an octopus.

"Uncle, I want to ride a horse!"

The Yan Emperor, who had been looking angry, immediately turned into a doting smile when he saw the little girl's cute appearance.

"Oh! My little darling, what brings you here?"

He immediately obeyed, bent down, picked up the little girl, and placed her on his neck.

He carefully held the little girl's feet, afraid she might fall.

"Haha! Giddy up, giddy up!"

The little girl happily patted Emperor Yan's bald head, which shone brightly in the sun; she couldn't be happier.

The bald man was overjoyed, completely forgetting that the little boy had just hit him.

The boy jumped out from behind the big tree and looked at the infatuated Emperor Yan with disdain.

"You bald jerk, you treat people so differently!"

"Xuanxuan, what are you doing here?" Ma Lingling, who was holding Duanmu Yan's arm, let go of her hand, squatted down, and concernedly wiped the sweat from the boy's forehead.

The boy grinned and said, "Mommy, I was just playing around with Little Emperor."

"Little brother?" Ma Lingling scratched her head, somewhat puzzled. "You're the youngest here, so who's your little brother?"

The boy covered his mouth and chuckled, "That bald guy."

Ma Lingling's face darkened: "Duanmu Xuan, who taught you to address your elders like that?"

When the boy heard his mother call him by his full name, he knew in his heart that something bad was about to happen.

When Mommy calls me that, my bottom always gets a good spanking.

His mind raced, and he glanced at Duanmu Yan.

Daddy, I'm sorry, but I have no choice but to expose you.

"That's what Daddy calls me every day," the boy blinked his innocent big eyes.

"What?" Ma Lingling's eyes widened, and she asked suspiciously, "Are you serious?"

The boy nodded emphatically: "It's true, Daddy calls the bald guy 'Little Emperor' and the other old man 'Big Emperor'."

"Duanmu Yan!" Ma Lingling called out, turning to look at Duanmu Yan.

But there was no one in sight.

"Mommy, Daddy ran away!" The boy grabbed Ma Lingling's clothes and pointed in the direction Duanmu Yan had fled.

In front of a man, there was a soft blanket covered with all sorts of figurines.

It attracted the attention of countless children.

"Hey, hey, hey, don't touch things if you're not buying!"

"Hey kid, I'm talking to you!"

The boy puffed out his cheeks and threw a red banknote at the man.

"Who do you think you are! You really think I have no ability?"

The children watching nearby all gasped in surprise, their eyes filled with envy.

The man quickly put the red banknote into his pocket, afraid that the child would regret it and take it back.

His face immediately changed to a smiling expression.

"Hey kid, you've got the skills, you can pick whichever one you want!"

"Take the Emperor! The Emperor is powerful!"

"Take Shura! Shura is domineering!"

"Yatales, Yatales is beautiful!"

The children nearby chattered and offered their suggestions.

The man laughed and pushed aside the Emperor, Shura, and Yatalis figures that were placed in the center, placing a figure that no one had noticed in the very center.

"Buying a monster is worse than buying armor!"

"Ugh—this monster is so ugly, move it away, move it away—" the kid waved his hand as he lifted the object.

The man's face darkened, and he said seriously, "Do you know that this monster is the legendary Balu?"

"Baru?" Everyone shook their heads upon hearing this. "Never heard of him. Anyway, he can't beat the armored warrior."

The man's face darkened further: "Then do you know Duanmu Yan?"

Upon hearing the name Duanmu Yan, the children immediately became restless.

"Who doesn't know Duanmu Yan?"

"Oxer Killer Machine, Netherworld Demon Killer Machine, Alien Beast Killer Machine."

"He possesses three ultimate suits of armor, and he has annihilated all the enemies he has ever fought!"

The man laughed loudly: "Do you know that the Balu in front of you is the most powerful enemy that Duanmu Yan has ever faced?"

“He has survived countless times from Duanmu Yan’s clutches.”

"Even Duanmu Yan couldn't do anything about him, which means what? It means their strengths are evenly matched!"

"Huh?" The children exclaimed in unison.

"Hmph, now you know how powerful Balu is, right?" the man said smugly.

"Does this mean that Balu is very good at escaping?" a young boy asked.

The man blushed and was speechless.

He casually pulled a steamed bun from his pocket to ease his embarrassment.

After much deliberation, the young man finally chose Yatalis.

"Alas, the world is cold and heartless, people's hearts have changed. Kids these days have no taste," the man sighed.

"Duanmu Yan, stop right there!" Ma Lingling shouted.

Duanmu Yan ran wildly.

"Ah! Oukeser!" Ma Lingling shouted.

"What? Where? Where?" Duanmu Yan stopped and frantically looked around, but he couldn't see what he was looking for.

"Oh no! We've fallen for their trap!" he exclaimed, then jumped up, clutching his backside, cursing himself for making such a serious mistake.

Ma Lingling withdrew her foot, crossed her arms, and raised her head arrogantly: "Hmph, I'll settle the score with you when we get home."

"Let's go to the movie theater."

"5 rows, 20 seats."

Ma Lingling turned and left without waiting for him.

"Hahaha, a grown man like him is afraid of his wife, how shameful!" The children on the roadside covered their mouths and laughed.

Duanmu Yan blushed and waved her hand, saying, "Hey, this isn't being afraid of my wife, it's respecting her."

"There are no men in the world who are afraid of their wives, only men who respect their wives."

After saying that, he looked with interest at the man surrounded by children.

"What brings you out today?"

The man lying in the chair slowly opened his eyes. "You behaved well, so can't I come out and play today?"

"What about the other two? Were they let out to play too?" Duanmu Yan asked curiously.

“One went on a date with his girlfriend, and the other also went on a date with his girlfriend,” the man replied.

"Then why don't you go on a date with your girlfriend?" Duanmu Yan asked with a half-smile.

"I know! Because the uncle is too ugly!" a kid raised his hand and answered.

"Go away, whose child is this? Tell your parents to take their eyes to an ophthalmologist." The man waved his hand with a gloomy expression.

"Hey! Are you coming or not?! The movie's about to start!" Ma Lingling shouted from afar, waving at Duanmu Yan.

Duanmu Yan glanced at the man one last time and said, "Come to the ramen shop when you come out, it's on me."