Ou Lan was at a loss with her two children, who had been away from her for six years. Although they hadn't turned out badly, they were really not obedient.
These two little ones, each with exceptional martial skills, had their own opinions and methods. Wherever they went, they considered themselves strong, completely dismissing the well-behaved children like Lin Shuyue and Lin Shuxu, who grew up reading comics.
She wanted to say some kind words for Lin Shuyue and Lin Shuxu but couldn't bring herself to do it, as she simply couldn't manage her own kids.
In the end, Ou Lan sighed helplessly.
Zhan Moxiao, on the other hand, laughed quietly. He was quite satisfied with his two children, for they should be just like this. Even though they didn't grow up around him, they inherited his traits completely.
He was an untamed Battle Wolf from a young age, and even his grandfather, General Zhan Juncheng, could never handle him.
