Rong Ye's eyes widened more and more. His heart was shaking. His son had awakened his clan flame immediately after birth.
What kind of talent was this?
The violet flames grew stronger and stronger.
Then suddenly… The nine tails that had been wrapped tightly around his body spread outward like a magnificent fan.
The room instantly fell silent. Only now did everyone clearly see all nine tails.
Rong Ye's breathing stopped.
"Impossible..."
Yet he could not look away. His tiny son looked unbelievably magnificent. Then the transformation continued. The violet flames gradually disappeared.
As they vanished, the tips of all nine white tails turned violet. The tips of his ears also became violet. The color was even deeper than Rong Ye's own.
Rong Ye stood there completely speechless. Then his expression exploded with joy. He immediately pulled the cub into his arms.
"My son!"
Smack!
A kiss landed on the cub's forehead.
"My wonderful son!"
Smack!
Another kiss.
