While Lu Ping'an was still fiercely battling someone, a lonely old man on a small boat at sea finally found the person he had been searching for.
"Grandpa, Grandpa!"
The "stranded" Qian Xiaomu exclaimed with a face full of joy.
Being rescued was already fortunate, but it was even more joyous when the rescuer was a family member.
The little one climbed onto the boat in just two or three moves, then jumped straight into Grandpa's arms.
Qian Zhujin, who was still somewhat on guard, sighed as he looked at the little one. He carefully helped his granddaughter up and wiped her clean...
"Grandpa, weren't you dead? How did you come back to life?"
The little one's first question caught Old Qian off guard.
"Nonsense! Did Lu Ping'an fill your head with nonsense? I, I... I'm still alive and kicking!"
Saying so, the old man even flexed his muscles, pretending everything was normal.
"That's great..... It wasn't Big Brother who said that, but the other me."
"The other me...."
