Little Rong Yi had already opened his mouth to bite him, stunning Ye Qianli! Even Rong Mo's heart skipped a beat, afraid that his son would eat them all up.
"Hahaha…" The little old priest who had his face bitten smiled. He even took out a bag of fruits and handed it to the little one. " Grandpa priest, you can't eat it. Let Yi obediently eat the fruit. "
"Thank you!" Little Rong Yi thanked him and ate fruits in the arms of the little old priest. He was praised by the little old man.
By the time the elderly priest was done admiring the little guy, he was already familiar with Ye Qianli and Rong Mo. Jiang Yu, who was nearby, was also called over, while King Jiang was not invited because he was cultivating in seclusion.
