After being stunned for two seconds, Chen Chou'er quickly said, "Young... Young Master, the little master... he's crying, you should go and see if he's hurt!"
Chen Chou'er's words were a bit urgent, showing he was genuinely worried.
Chen Zhixing shook his head at this:
"He's not hurt, just a fracture in his left leg. Given his physique, it'll heal on its own in less than half a month."
"Ah? A fracture! Young Master, the little master is still young, you should go see him! Quickly go and see him!"
"..."
See? See what!?
The little guy downstairs has cried for a long time without anyone paying attention to him, and now he's stopped crying. He's fiddling with his chubby little leg and blowing huff huff, no idea where he learned that!
Feeling a bit displeased.
Chen Zhixing tossed Chen Chou'er back to the peak, and then instantly appeared before his son.
"Huff... iya..."
"Is this thing really my son?"
