The child was still too young to need a name, but Qiao Xuan couldn't help but ask Shao Yunduan with a smile, "What shall we call our son?"
Shao Yunduan had been pondering this all morning, so he replied with a smile, "I was just about to discuss this with you. Our son was born in Anze Province, and our foremost wish is for his safety and well-being above all else. Why don't we name him Anan?"
In this place, safety truly outweighed all other considerations.
The mountain bandits still posed a significant threat, like a looming tumor ready to burst at any moment. Despite their preparations, Shao Yunduan couldn't guarantee an easy victory over them.
The mountainous terrain was treacherous, and the bandits were cunning, entrenched, and numerous. Eliminating them wouldn't be a simple task.
