...

Time flew by.

In the blink of an eye, several months had passed.

With the assistance of Elder of Tianji, Wang Ningxi, and Wang Anye, the power system of the Eclipse Moon Palace was slightly repaired. With the help of a hundred Void Floating Dragons, they barely resisted the pull of the demon world's gravity and slowly descended into the Demon Shaman Sea west of Zhenmo City.

Here, the great migration of the Eclipse Moon Palace came to an end. They could now build a base in the Demon Shaman Sea for long-term repairs and modifications of the Eclipse Moon Palace.

However, given its current state, the Eclipse Moon Palace wouldn't be able to take off again until the power system was fully repaired.

The transaction between the Void Floating Dragon clan and the Wang's Clan was thus completed.

The Wang's Clan kept their promise to the Void Floating Dragon clan, offering them a large amount of fresh and delicious food as a reward for their hard work. The dragons were amazed at how the human clan could produce such tender meat, and they ate until their bellies were round and full, almost unable to fly.

As a result, the Floating Dragon King and the clan elders decided to delay their return to enjoy more of the delicious food. However, ten days later, the Wang's Clan stated that the previous agreement had been fulfilled and they were not obligated to provide free food anymore.

The Floating Dragon King was so angry that he wanted to leave immediately, but he was reluctant to part with the food. The food provided by the human clan was much tastier than the meat of void creatures, and after getting used to it, the original food seemed like garbage and was hard to swallow.

Seeing this, the Wang's Clan "reluctantly" proposed another task. There were many tasks involving air transport of materials within the Zhenmo Protectorate. If the Floating Dragon clan was interested, they could take on these tasks and receive corresponding food rewards based on the workload.

It turned out that as long as they worked, they could earn delicious food.

The Floating Dragon King agreed without hesitation and joined the transport tasks.

Initially, the Wang's Clan assigned them simple tasks, gradually increasing the difficulty.

As the difficulty increased, the Floating Dragon clan found it troublesome and uncomfortable, but knowing that the more difficult the task, the greater the reward, some "ambitious" Void Floating Dragons began to learn the human language and actively communicate with humans about the tasks.

These Void Floating Dragons gained significant benefits. In the same amount of time, they earned more than those who were unwilling to progress. The latter became envious and some started causing trouble.

However, these troublemakers were either expelled or severely punished, and the remaining Void Floating Dragons became more obedient. They understood that to obtain more advanced food, they had to put in more effort.

Then, they began to learn from the previous batch of hardworking Void Floating Dragons.

But the total number of tasks was limited, and once everyone started to progress, there weren't enough challenging tasks to go around. Some clever Void Floating Dragons began to negotiate with humans, offering to reduce their task rewards in exchange for high-quality tasks.

Thus, the internal competition among the Void Floating Dragon clan officially began.

Of course, this had nothing to do with Wang Shouzhe and his wife. The Wang's Clan was now full of talent, with countless outstanding individuals, and most matters didn't require their involvement.

Therefore, the couple merely toured Zhenmo City and some typical high-yield farms in the surrounding area before returning to the Great Qian and then back to the Wang's Clan, resuming their life as an indoor couple.

However, Wang Shouzhe's peaceful days didn't last long.

Just half a year later, the Red Abyss Demon Emperor came storming in and refused to leave Wang Shouzhe's Small Courtyard.

"Shouzhe, it's me, Chi Yan! I've been diligently protecting the Shenwu Heavenly Abyss for the human clan all these years, working tirelessly and fearlessly." The Red Abyss Demon Emperor pounded his chest in indignation, "Yet you, you took Yun Tiange and the others to explore the ruins and enjoy yourselves without me? They're making a fortune now, while I, the Red Abyss Demon Emperor, haven't even gotten a single hair. Is this fair?"

As he spoke, the Red Abyss Demon Emperor began to lament, sighing, "I know, it's all because our Zhaoyu hasn't worked hard enough, hasn't given birth to a legitimate heir, and hasn't continued the Wang's Clan lineage for you!"

"Your Majesty Chi Yan!" Wang Shouzhe hurriedly stopped him as he spoke more and more outrageously, "Let's not stray so far from the topic. This has nothing to do with Zhaoyu. Come, have some Tranquil Heart Immortal Tea to calm down~~ We can talk slowly."

This Tranquil Heart Immortal Tea was made from the leaves of Senior Di Xiu, with a golden and clear tea soup, a light and fresh aroma, and was a rare treasure among teas, helping to stabilize one's mood and dispel inner restlessness.

"Gulp, gulp!" The Red Abyss Demon Emperor downed the Tranquil Heart Immortal Tea in one go, then lamented, "Shouzhe, I, Chi Yan, have always considered you a brother. You can't be blinded by Yun Tiange's beauty. Think about it, if the Han Yue Immortal Dynasty becomes too powerful, what good does it do for your Wang's Clan? With our Red Moon Demon Dynasty holding them in check, wouldn't your Wang's Clan benefit from playing both sides?"

"Your Majesty, you're going too far." Wang Shouzhe wiped a drop of cold sweat from his forehead, "We're all working hard for the rise of the human clan, let's not learn from the demons in the demon world, scheming against each other. Besides, my relationship with Her Majesty the Immortal Emperor is pure."

"Pure? Yun Tiange personally boasted to me that you gave her the Myriad Sword Immortal Scripture and Chaos Origin, and even hinted that you stayed overnight at her Resting Immortal Palace." The Red Abyss Demon Emperor cast a disdainful glance at Wang Shouzhe, "Shouzhe, I never expected you to be such a person who values beauty over friendship, I'm ashamed to associate with you."

Uh... Her Majesty the Immortal Emperor really is...

Wang Shouzhe withdrew his hand from pouring tea for the Red Abyss Demon Emperor: "If Your Majesty doesn't want to associate with me, please leave."

"I'm not going anywhere." The Red Abyss Demon Emperor said shamelessly, "Now that the Immortal Dynasty is powerful, you have to leave me a way out, right? I don't want much, just get me a True Demon Codex to balance the forces on both sides."

"It's not impossible." Wang Shouzhe pondered for a moment and said, "Your Majesty can purchase the True Demon Core of the Chi Yan Demon God and its remains from Senior Di Xiu. I remember your ancestor's lineage obtained the True Demon Core of a certain Demon God, which led to the later Red Lotus True Demon Codex."

"Great idea." The Red Abyss Demon Emperor said excitedly, "Shouzhe, lend me thirty Immortal Spirit Stones, I'll go buy it right away."

"Why should I lend it to you?" Wang Shouzhe was taken aback.

"I'm broke, poor..." The Red Abyss Demon Emperor said with a "I'm poor and justified" look, "I've been following your Wang's Clan's advice, gradually replacing our crops with your spiritual grains and spiritual wheat throughout the demon dynasty's territory, investing a lot of money in reform. Now the finances are tight, there's really not much money left."

Wang Shouzhe wasn't fooled: "A lack of national finances doesn't mean the Shentu's Clan lacks money. In the Shenwu Heavenly Abyss, Your Majesty has allocated quite a bit of resources, right?"

"Those are reserved for exchanging for spiritual stones in the Holy Domain, for business." The Red Abyss Demon Emperor said, "They can't be used casually."

Wang Shouzhe was stunned by his righteous demeanor.

In the past, it was always the Wang's Clan taking advantage of these bigwigs, but now, the tables have turned, and these bigwigs are starting to take advantage of the Wang's Clan.

It truly is thirty years on the east bank of the river, thirty years on the west bank!

"Fine, fine." Wang Shouzhe waved his hand, "In consideration of Your Majesty's diligent protection of the Shenwu Heavenly Abyss over the years, I'll lend you thirty Immortal Spirit Stones. However, whether Senior Di Xiu is willing to sell at that price is another matter."

"For the sake of adding another True Demon lineage to our demon dynasty, I'll do whatever it takes, even if it means adding a little extra money." The Red Abyss Demon Emperor said with determination, then smiled at Wang Shouzhe, "Shouzhe, there's one more thing I need to discuss with you."

"Please, Your Majesty." Wang Shouzhe said helplessly.

"I heard that Fugui's father, Wang Ningyi, has recently stayed in the Immortal Dynasty to govern Chunnan State for his daughter-in-law, and many Wang's Clan elites are accompanying him, making Chunnan State prosperous." The Red Abyss Demon Emperor said enviously, "I'd like to ask for Wang Ningyao and a group of Wang's Clan elites to come to our demon dynasty to help with governance, what do you think?"

"Shouzhe, I'm doing this to get our Red Moon Demon Dynasty on the fast track to economic development, to resist the demon world, and to work for the rise of the human clan. You can't refuse."

Wang Shouzhe didn't refuse the Red Abyss Demon Emperor's ambition, and after pondering for a moment, he said, "Ningyao has accumulated quite a bit of experience in various positions within the Wang's Clan, so he can go to the demon dynasty for some training. I agree with this proposal, let Ningyao select a group of outstanding clansmen to serve under Your Majesty."

"Good, good, Shouzhe, I now admit you're not a person who values beauty over friendship." The Red Abyss Demon Emperor said joyfully, changing his evaluation of Wang Shouzhe.

Seeing this, Wang Shouzhe could only shake his head and sigh.

Well, after taking the Immortal Spirit Stones, now they're taking talent. It seems we still need to encourage the clan to have more children, otherwise, with the current number of people in the Wang's Clan, we really can't withstand such repeated demands.

...

Time passed quickly, and before they knew it, several more years had gone by.

The year was now 3529 of the Longchang Calendar, early summer.

Xinping Town, as an "economic special zone," had long become the economic center of East Qian, and even the center connecting the economies of various countries.

Over the past hundred years, the airport and shipping port had expanded again and again, with the daily cargo throughput reaching an incredibly terrifying number.

Many foreigners, even people from the Immortal Dynasty and Demon Dynasty, flocked to Xinping Town to study, make a living, or develop their careers.

The land and property prices here skyrocketed, creating countless millionaires.

Here, skyscrapers were the most common sight, and the ground and underground rail transit and various flying carriages formed a complex three-dimensional transportation system.

In the center of Xinping Town, there was a [Shouzhe Avenue].

Named after Wang Shouzhe, it was the heart of Xinping Town, home to the headquarters of many of the Wang's Clan's industries.

In this prime location, there was a giant hotel and commercial building named [Chunnan Hotel].

The first five floors housed a large shopping mall, selling various precious luxury goods and specialties. From the fourth floor onwards, there were various high-end dining options, and from the sixth floor upwards, there were accommodations and ultra-high-end facilities, hosting distinguished guests from around the world.

The reason it only hosted distinguished guests was naturally because ordinary people couldn't afford to stay there.

The cheapest room here was priced in Immortal Crystals per night, and it was fully booked every day, requiring reservations.

This hotel was the pre-marital private property given to Princess of Chunnan by the Wang's Clan, with the management rights and profits belonging to her.

Opposite it was the [Zhaoyu Hotel].

Business there was equally booming, especially with distinguished guests from the Demon Dynasty, who mostly stayed at Zhaoyu Hotel.

Don't underestimate these two hotels; on average, the daily net profit was almost over ten thousand Immortal Crystals, amounting to millions of Immortal Crystals annually, and hundreds of millions over a century!

Chunnan Hotel took the high-end luxury route, with top-notch service awareness, and every detail was meticulously attended to.

On this day, Chunnan Hotel was operating as usual.

Suddenly.

A staff member rushed back to the hotel, using body techniques, and shouted nervously, "Quick, quick, quick! The young master is here for an inspection!"

"The young master is inspecting? Oh no!"

In an instant, everyone from the sales clerks at the counter to the management of Chunnan Hotel was alarmed.

They immediately entered a state of readiness, hurriedly and quickly self-checking everything they could.

To speed up, many hotel staff, like the previous employee, directly used body techniques. For a moment, the hotel was filled with flying figures, looking chaotic.

However, it was too late.

Before they could finish their self-checks, an eight or nine-year-old boy, surrounded by several maids and guards, walked into Chunnan Hotel with his hands behind his back.

Despite his young age, he had a straight nose and a handsome demeanor, already showing signs of a graceful young gentleman. However, his face was slightly round, bearing a six or seven-tenths resemblance to Wang Fugui when he was young.

Though their appearances were similar, their temperaments were completely different.

This boy had a serious and earnest look between his brows, with eyes full of deep insight, completely different from Wang Fugui's God of Wealth demeanor when he was young, rewarding everyone he met.

His attire was impeccable, with a fitted and straight robe without a single wrinkle, his hair neatly tied, and not a flaw could be found on him. He even wore an extremely precise pocket watch around his neck.

He looked around, first walking to a brand store selling Fourth Princess leather products.

Several well-dressed and pretty shop assistants stood behind the sales counter with their hands hanging down, tense and not daring to breathe too loudly.

"Welcome, Young Master Baosheng."

Seeing the boy approach, they immediately greeted him according to protocol, feeling extremely nervous.

Young girls qualified to work here were undoubtedly among the more outstanding of their peers, but they were only in their twenties, with cultivation levels of the seventh or eighth level of the Qi Refining Realm.

With Chunnan Hotel offering high salaries and special rewards for good performance, their future prospects were limitless. They all knew that Young Master Baosheng was strict and picky, and no one wanted to be caught making a mistake and lose their precious job.

Undoubtedly, this serious and stern-looking young master was the current youngest generation of the Wang's Clan's direct line, the young clan leader designated by law and ancestral rules, [Wang Baosheng].

Rumor had it that when Young Master Baosheng was born, great auspicious signs appeared, with dragons and phoenixes singing in harmony, and even Heavenly Immortals descended to sing congratulations, saying he had an extraordinary origin and would become a remarkable figure in the future.

Of course, to the employees in front of him, rumors were just rumors, and they didn't know the truth. But even without these rumors, as a direct line of the Changning Wang's Clan, Young Master Baosheng was already at a height they could only look up to.

"No need for formalities."

Wang Baosheng, despite his young age, waved his hand with authority.

With his hands behind his back, he scanned the surroundings, pausing slightly at certain spots, then pulled out a piece of paper and quickly wrote down two improvement plans, handing them to the counter.

After doing this, he left without saying a word, surrounded by his entourage.

"Farewell, Young Master Baosheng."

The female shop assistants felt a huge weight lift off their shoulders and hurriedly bid farewell in unison.

Young Master Baosheng only made two suggestions this time, which meant he was quite satisfied, and the manager would surely distribute rewards.

After leaving the leather goods store, Wang Baosheng continued his inspection, accompanied by the hotel management at each stop. He inspected very seriously, pointing out any flaws he found, especially safety and hygiene hazards, and even offered a few words of encouragement for good performance.

However, along the way, even when Wang Baosheng found some minor deviations from standards or slightly unreasonable practices, they were mostly small issues, easily addressed with simple suggestions.

As he walked and stopped, he soon reached the central kitchen on the fourth floor.

Wang Baosheng's steps suddenly halted, his gaze fixed on a corner of the kitchen.

In that corner, there was a pile of unprocessed garbage quietly sitting there, with surrounding hygiene dead spots not cleaned, clearly having been there for some time, even attracting flies.

His expression instantly turned serious.

The kitchen supervisor's face also changed, almost kneeling in fear: "Young, Young Master Baosheng..."

"Close for rectification! If there's another problem, everyone will be dismissed."

Wang Baosheng waved his hand and left the kitchen with a cold face.

The kitchen staff looked ashen, as if facing a great disaster.

After spending an hour, Wang Baosheng finished inspecting the entire hotel, then gathered the managers for a meeting, sternly emphasizing the importance of safety and hygiene in the food industry, criticizing the problematic central kitchen, and praising some well-performing stores.

Afterward, he left Chunnan Hotel with his hands behind his back, boarded a flying carriage, and returned to the Wang's Clan main residence, [Idle Residence].

Every day after finishing at the Clan School, Wang Baosheng would spend an hour or two inspecting the family's various industries, proposing various rectification plans. Of course, he didn't manage the specifics of operations; he mainly focused on potential hazards, such as safety and hygiene issues, as well as details that might lead to disputes or other problems. If there were significant management loopholes, he would also propose corrections.

He had an astonishing sensitivity in these areas, and since he accidentally discovered a safety hazard while shopping at the age of five or six and proposed a feasible rectification plan, this ability gradually emerged.

Upon realizing this, the family allowed him to patrol the streets regularly, even granting him the authority to make corrections.

Chunnan Hotel was just one of many places, and it might not be his turn to inspect it for a month or two.

If some corrections were ineffective, he might even order a complete shutdown for rectification, or even replace the management.

The distance from Xinping Town to Ping'an Town wasn't far, and sitting in a flying carriage, Wang Baosheng quickly returned home.

Before entering the courtyard, his gaze fell on the three carefree and elegant characters of [Idle Residence], and he furrowed his brows deeply. After more than ten breaths, he sighed and continued home.

His mother, Princess of Chunnan Yun Mengyu, was resting in the courtyard. Seeing Wang Baosheng return, she immediately looked nervous, hurriedly hiding a romance novel in the flower bed.

"Greetings, Mother." Wang Baosheng respectfully approached and saluted.

While saluting, he caught sight of a corner of the romance novel sticking out of the flower bed, with the words "Cold and Proud" on it, clearly part of the popular romance series "The Cold and Proud Lord Loves Me."

Just some flawed trashy literature.

This added a touch of gravity and worry to Wang Baosheng's expression.

"Baosheng is back." Yun Mengyu smiled and said, "What did you learn at the Clan School today? Are you hungry? Mother made something for you."

"Thank you, Mother, but I'm not hungry yet." Wang Baosheng replied obediently, "Mother needn't worry about the Clan School; I've already self-studied to the intermediate level and am preparing to apply for a grade skip."

"Skipping grades, no rush." Yun Mengyu said with a smile, "Your father wants you to have a happy and carefree childhood~"

"Mother, I'm already eight years old." Wang Baosheng's serious face showed a hint of urgency, "Advancing one grade at a time is too time-consuming. As the young clan leader, I should take on family responsibilities early."

"Well... your father just returned and is waiting for you in the study." Yun Mengyu said helplessly, "Go pay your respects to your father and discuss it with him."

"Yes, Mother, I'll take my leave." Wang Baosheng saluted, handed his mother a letter, and then walked properly into the inner courtyard.

After Wang Baosheng left.

Princess Zhaoyu emerged from the corner.

She was holding a popular [Tianji Virtual Battle Disk], patting her chest and saying to Yun Mengyu, "Wasn't Baosheng inspecting the industries? Why is he back so early today? I almost got caught playing battle games."

"You ran fast; I was too engrossed in that little novel." Yun Mengyu said with a wronged expression, "He caught me directly. This letter is probably another one advising me to fulfill my duties as a princess and young clan leader's wife."

"Indeed, Baosheng doesn't criticize us directly but always writes letters, advising us in a roundabout way." Princess Zhaoyu said helplessly, "Other parents always worry about their children getting addicted to novels, games, and virtual images, but in our case, the child is a hundred times more self-disciplined than us... instead, we get advised by him all the time."

In the early years, before Baosheng was born, there was some rivalry between Zhaoyu and Yun Mengyu, but after Baosheng's birth and growth, their relationship strangely harmonized.

Undoubtedly, Wang Baosheng played a very important role in this.

"Doesn't Baosheng admire Sister Suiyun? He thinks she's a responsible and capable crown princess. Why not send him to live with Sister Suiyun for a while?" Yun Mengyu suggested.

"That's not possible." Princess Zhaoyu shook her head in opposition, "Ancestor Grandfather wouldn't agree, at least not until Baosheng finishes the Clan School."

"Why not have another child while Fugui is home?" Yun Mengyu suggested, "That way, Baosheng's attention might shift to educating his younger siblings."

"......"

Princess Zhaoyu then began to seriously consider this suggestion.

...

Meanwhile.

In Wang Fugui's study.

The sky was still bright, and the light in the study was sufficient, so no lamps were lit.

The evening sun's afterglow streamed through the window lattice, casting a hazy light over the entire book wall on the side of the study and the desk filled with documents, giving it an inexplicable charm.

To leave a stable and reliable impression on his son, Wang Fugui recently had to grow a pair of mustaches that made him look more mature and steady.

At this moment, he was writing something at the desk.

"Greetings, Father." Wang Baosheng entered and respectfully saluted.

"Oh, my little Kylin is back from school." Wang Fugui put down his brush, his face full of joy, "How's life at the Clan School these days? Have you met any pretty girls from other clans you like?"

Wang Baosheng's expression turned serious at the words: "Father, how can romantic feelings be so casual? If I can't promise to marry her, I shouldn't get involved."

Wang Fugui's face stiffened, and he quickly said, "Baosheng, I didn't mean anything by it, just hoping you have a happy and carefree childhood. You shouldn't be so hard on yourself."

"Father, as the young clan leader of the Wang's Clan, I bear a heavy responsibility." Wang Baosheng said earnestly, "I must hold myself to the strictest standards. By the way, Father, you just returned from Zhenmo State, how's the strategy against the demon world going?"

"Dealing with the demon clan can't be rushed." Wang Fugui said with a smile, "Our development far surpasses the demon clan, the longer we drag it out, the more advantageous it is for us. It's like eating, you have to take it one bite at a time, eating too fast can choke you."

"Though I agree with the strategic approach, Father..." Wang Baosheng's round little face showed a serious expression filled with [concern for the country and people], "But Father..."

Halfway through his words, he suddenly stopped, looking as if he wanted to say something but hesitated.

"Speak your mind." Wang Fugui waved his hand, "Between father and son, we should speak freely."

"I dare not, a son does not speak of a father's faults." Wang Baosheng said weakly, lowering his head.

"Faults?" Wang Fugui rolled up his sleeves, chuckling, "Today, you're allowed to speak."

As he spoke, he thought to himself, maybe today he could find an opportunity to give his son a good beating.

This was a tradition in the Wang's Clan. Even he was beaten by his father when he was young.

Unfortunately, Baosheng was extremely strict with himself, very disciplined in both study and life, and acted very much by the book. As Ancestor Grandfather said, he had "a very severe case of OCD," making it hard to find any faults.

"Well..." Wang Baosheng hesitated, "Father, you are a genius, with deep foresight and flawless strategies. Even serving as the overall commander against the demon world only takes up a portion of your energy. If you calculate carefully, you actually have a lot of free time, which is a bit wasteful. This is the work structure plan I designed for you..."

As he spoke, he took out a form and respectfully presented it to Wang Fugui.

Wang Fugui took it and glanced at it, his mouth twitching, almost wanting to slap the form directly on his son's face.

This was too harsh. If he followed his son's suggested work structure, wouldn't he have to work six or seven hours a day?

After several deep breaths, Wang Fugui calmed down, put down the form, took a sip of Tranquil Heart Immortal Tea to steady himself, and changed the subject: "By the way, I heard you made a female teacher at the Clan School cry again recently? She even came to our house to complain."

"Father, did you come back specifically for this?" Wang Baosheng frowned slightly, disapproving, "Father, you needn't relax your work for this. Actually, I have no conflict with the female teacher; I was doing it for her own good."

"How is it for her own good?" Wang Fugui said, "You've only been in the elementary Clan School for a little over a year, but you've already changed classes several times, each time due to conflicts with the teachers. You said last time that it would be the last time you changed teachers...""Wang Baosheng, I really have no choice here," Wang Baosheng said, frowning with a helpless expression. "That female teacher is the worst I've ever had. She doesn't prepare her lesson plans in advance, her logic when explaining topics is unclear, and her taste in clothing is simply indescribable—not at all what you'd expect from a teacher."

"She doesn't even consider furthering her academic pursuits to improve her qualifications for a future in research. I just gave her some advice, helped her plan her future path... and she ended up crying. I really don't understand. I went to such lengths to plan for her, and yet she cried and complained."

Wang Fugui's mouth twitched.

Listen to this nonsense? It makes me want to smack you.

"By the way, Father, I think our family should clean up all those novel copies, video games, and other miscellaneous things," Wang Baosheng suggested, recalling the book his mother had hidden in the flower bed. "Those things are not nutritious, addictive, and a waste of time and life. They're utterly meaningless. I suggest we conduct a thorough sweep in the Clan School so everyone can study more efficiently and contribute more to the human race."

"Baosheng, I have a suggestion too," Wang Fugui said seriously.

"Father, just say the word."

"My hands are itching to give you a beating."

"...Father, I haven't done anything wrong... why would you hit me?"

"Then go do something wrong... give me a reason."

"I, I can't... and I don't want to do anything wrong. I'm the young clan leader, the future heir, and I need to set an example for my peers."

"You ungrateful child, daring to defy your father's will."

Wang Fugui squinted his eyes, finally seizing the opportunity, and pulled Wang Baosheng over his knee, delivering a series of sharp smacks.

"Ow, ow!"

Wang Baosheng's tears fell instantly.

No matter how precocious and clever he was, he was still just an eight-year-old child, and being so strong-willed, this beating shattered his composure, leaving him crying miserably.

Wang Fugui, however, felt exceptionally satisfied and relieved.

I've wanted to smack this kid for a long time~

For pushing so hard! For making me work "996"!

Such a young child, I really don't know how he turned out this way. When I was his age, I was also precocious, but not like this~~ It's truly baffling.