With a wave of his hand.
The attendant Zhao Gao and the entourage immediately withdrew.
"Come."
"Grandpa hasn't seen you in a long time."
"Let Grandpa give you a hug."
Ying Zheng squatted down, arms wide open.
Zhao Qi and Zhao Ling leapt towards Ying Zheng without hesitation.
Clearly.
These two little ones have just returned to Xianyang.
All along the way.
The convoy traveled evident at a slow pace, so they only returned to Xianyang these past two days.
"How long has it been."
"My two grandsons have grown heavier again."
Ying Zheng picked them up, one in each arm, smiling.
"We ate a lot of meat at Shaqiu."
"We even ate wolf meat," Zhao Qi boasted with pride, chin raised.
"Did your father take you hunting?" Ying Zheng asked with a smile.
"Uh-huh."
Zhao Qi and Zhao Ling nodded repeatedly, then displayed exaggerated expressions.
"Father is amazing."
"Just like an Immortal, a punch knocked out a whole bunch of wolves," Zhao Qi said earnestly.
"Uh-huh."
