"Immortal Brother, I want candy!"
"Immortal Brother!"
"Immortal Brother!"
Feng Dingchu's whole body tensed, and his ten fingers also tightened.
He was a bit angry and glared fiercely at Chu Qianli.
But Chu Qianli ignored him completely, as if nothing concerned her.
She even deliberately looked toward the distant river, refusing to look at him.
Feng Dingchu hesitated, wondering whether or not to drop the bag and let the children divide it themselves.
Chu Qianli's annoying voice came over, "The children don't understand, without someone in charge, they'll fight, and they might end up with broken heads and bloody faces."
The idea of dropping the bag was instantly extinguished in Feng Dingchu's mind.
Children, if they really started fighting, someone could get hurt...
"Immortal Brother..." a little girl, probably just over two years old, lifted her dirty little face and tugged at his clothes.
"Immortal Brother, candy, eat candy..."
He couldn't refuse!
