"I am not your master, little Diao"
"S… sorry"
When General Diao realized what he just blurted out, he almost wanted to tear his long beard off of his face. Did he just call Matriarch Yinji… baby?
It has been almost a century since he last laid eyes on Matriarch Yinji. He had a painting of her in his bedroom. And whenever he comes across it, he always calls it baby. General Diao could not help but slowly turn his eyes towards Yinji's face, whose frown could not be hidden.
"Father!"
Once again, Diao Chan's voice entered General Diao's ears as she rushed towards him and hugged him. General Diao was about to say something, but another hug came for him.
