Song Yunuan agreed neatly.
Song Mingbo, who was about to leave, froze in place.
Is it all good now?
That doesn't seem right, does it?
Wasn't it Uncle Dongdong who said not to mention calling upon spirits and drawing talismans?
Song Mingbo walked back, looking at Xia Xindong with a wary expression.
Xia Xindong's demeanor was gentle, but his tone was very strict as he scolded Song Mingbo, "Stop messing with divination and talking about drawing talismans. It's all unscientific. The right thing to do is to study hard. Did you hear me?"
Song Mingbo asked apprehensively, "You... which uncle are you?"
Song Yunuan smiled brightly, "Of course, it's the same uncle as before. It must have merged, right? Uncle, do you feel uncomfortable anywhere? Should I call the doctor in?"
Song Mingbo was dumbfounded.
Has it merged already?
And what does merging mean?
Xia Xindong looked at the three children, feeling a bit of a headache, sensing that each of them had an extraordinary origin.
