Jing Ling quickly turned his head, raising his eyebrows as he looked at Hua Lin. “Little Uncle, that was in the past. I’m not like that anymore. Why do you always bring it up? I’m the wisest and softest-hearted person, as gentle as silk.” “That may be true when you’re in front of your parents, but not when you’re alone or with us. Isn’t that right, Ah Fei?” Hua Lin retorted, unwilling to lose the exchange. Hua Fei, who had been sitting quietly in the corner of the carriage, finally gave a faint smile. In a calm yet authoritative tone, he said, “You two are just the same.” Hua Yan let out a long sigh, his gaze calm, though a hint of concern flickered in the sharp glint of his eyes. Finally, Hua Yan spoke, “Enough. I just hope that you all truly look after one another. The outside world is a place full of mysteries and dangers that we can never predict. If something happens... remember, family bonds are your greatest strength.” “Yes, Father,” Jing Ling responded. “Understood, Brot