Not long after, Xiaobao saw Luo Qi enter the room, and his face changed from a smile to a serious expression in an instant.
Because he saw the little boy holding Luo Qi's hand, almost immediately, Xiaobao shouted, "Stay away from him."
"From whom? This little rat said he wanted to see you. When I asked him about your relationship, he wouldn't say. I mean, Xiaobao, isn't he your secret child?"
Cold sweat appeared on Xiaobao's forehead. Hearing Luo Qi's last sentence, his palms started to sweat, and he truly squeezed a handful of sweat for Luo Qi. If Hao acted violently against Luo Qi, his distance might not be enough to protect Luo Qi.
With a heart full of fear, he said to Hao, "The person you're looking for is me, don't involve others."
He found it peculiar that Hao showed no signs of rage, seemingly indifferent to what Luo Qi said.
But he fixed a cold, glaring stare on Xiaobao, and his eyes flickered with steely light, "Xiaobao, this deity had such a hard time finding you!"
