He sighed, guessing with eighty to ninety percent certainty that Bang Beo had been teasing the kid again and couldn't console him.
As soon as the boy heard Khang's voice, he burst into sobs, crying as he threw himself into Khang's arms, leaving Grandpa, who was with them, completely baffled.
This kid was usually as mischievous as a little demon; why was he suddenly crying like this?
Bang Beo quickly stepped forward, beating his chest:
"Let me tell you, ah no… slip of the tongue, let me explain."
Khang shot him a sharp glare.
The boy looked up from Khang's embrace, speaking pitifully, his nose red and his voice stuffy.
He pulled Khang to the water tank, pointing at the golden lotus inside:
"My dad talked today. Dad also saved me when I fell into the pond. Dad is a superman, he knows how to transform."
The boy's voice was firm, allowing no room for doubt.
Khang's eyes lit up, his throat tightened, and his voice was a bit hoarse:
"Phuong, you're awake?"
