The freighter slowly came to a stop.
As Gong Jie disembarked the ship, he saw Youyou standing at the harbor, looking at the castle in the distance, unable to take a step forward.
Perhaps it was a feeling of homesickness?
In any case, now that he was really here, he suddenly felt as though he could not go a step further.
Gong Jie turned around and saw that the boy was rooted to the ground, looking lost. The man was highly amused.
"Why? Afraid to see your grandfather?"
Youyou snapped back to his senses and curled his lips. "Why not? Rumor has it that Gong Shaoying holds a high position and is ruthless. Even though such a figure is my grandfather, I'd be afraid."
"Are you really afraid?"
Gong Jie continued casually. "My little nephew is not afraid of anything. How could he be afraid of Grandpa?"
He walked over and picked the boy up in his arms. Scratching the bridge of his nose. "Don't worry. It'll be fine."
