Ye Jingzhe, Little Bingshan's eyes were steadfast, unwilling to take a plane and waste time. He was eager to immediately see his uncle.
Mo Yinhe looked down at his son from above, noticing the urgency in his eyes.
To be honest, Mo Yinhe quite understood the child, and at this moment, he didn't want to refuse his son. Even if traversing through the magic portal might make his child feverish, Jingzhe would certainly spare no expense to rush back to the Imperial Capital immediately.
"Alright, Dad agrees. You can go back to the Imperial Capital with Uncle Su."
Mo Yinhe handed the magic portal bracelet to...
Su Zhi eagerly watched Mo Yinhe's actions, subconsciously reaching out to take it, only to find Mo Yinhe glanced at him before placing the magic portal bracelet on Ye Jingzhe's wrist and crouching down to patiently teach his son how to use it.
Su Zhi: "......"
Shouldn't the bracelet be handed to an adult at this time?
