Li Xuan had just returned to the Heaven Palace from the sun furnace workshop when he found his three children playing a game of horse-riding and mock combat in a spacious courtyard.
Yu Youlong was riding a little wooden horse, leading a group of nobles' children on one side; Zhang Daoyi and Xia Yunwen, with another group of slightly younger kids, were on the other.
Both sides rode puppet wooden horses, wielding soft wooden swords wrapped in cotton fabric, charging and clashing with each other. However, the latter group, despite being more numerous, was clearly no match, chased around in a pitiful cry, fleeing in all directions.
Especially Yu Youlong, dressed in dazzling golden armor, he was like a mighty Great General, invincible in his advance.
When Li Xuan arrived, he spotted Luo Yan with round, glaring eyes watching the scene, one hand firmly on her waist sword.
"This little rascal Yu Youlong, how dare he hit so hard? And he's even chasing after Yunwen to strike?"
