"Hmm, not bad, is this your wife?" Although Yang Yichuan (Netherworld) was a fusion of two divine souls, since Yang Yichuan's own memories dominated, he considered himself more as Yang Fan's father at this moment.
"Not yet, but she definitely will be in the future." Yang Fan smiled at Zhao Xuanying as he spoke.
Zhao Xuanying felt a bit shy, but the little child in her arms seemed unconcerned and was lost in his own thoughts.
"Xuanying, this..." Yang Fan hesitated for a moment, but in the next instant, he was relieved and said:
"This is my father, you probably already guessed it."
"Xuanying... Xuanying greets Uncle."
At this time, Yang Yichuan (Netherworld) was also full of emotions. He looked at Yang Fan, and though his eyes were filled with complicated emotions, he quickly adjusted and said:
'Hahaha, Xuanying, is it not necessary to be so formal, not necessary at all.'
Then, Yang Yichuan (Netherworld) sighed and said:
