"Sect Master!" Little An looked at Xiao Shou in a daze.
He thought that the Sect Master actually had the same habit as his mother.
He wrapped his arms around his neck and said in a soft childish voice, "It's okay. Mother also forgets about me when she cultivates. After I woke up, I counted many sets of a hundred and I wasn't scared. When I got hungry, I ate the food Mother left in the storage bag. I wasn't scared at all."
"Little An is so well-behaved and brave! Come here, let me give you a kiss as a reward!"
Xiao Shou lovingly kissed the child's soft chubby little cheek and carried him toward the mountain interior hall.
He could not help but regret his earlier decision to stop Fu Young from buying servants.
Such a young child, surrounded only by cultivators who were focused on cultivation, had no one to accompany him as he grew up or played with him.
He was always alone.
Even a Tier 3 puppet, no matter how sophisticated, was still just a puppet.
