"We'll see if there's anything that needs to be ordered from us."
Li Yuanzhao's eyes flickered with fear as he lowered his head and asked in a low voice.
Li Wushuang, however, looked directly at Li Tian Gang. Since Li Yuanzhao had spoken, she did not say anything.
Seeing these young ones draped in armor, seemingly ready to rush to the battlefield at any moment, the coldness in Li Tian Gang's gaze dissipated slightly, and his tone softened as he said,
"You are all good children, just go back and wait. There's no need for your help until the rest of the Li family returns."
With those words, he walked past them and quickly headed into the distance.
Li Yuanzhao and the others were stunned for a moment, watching that imposing figure receding into the distance, feeling somewhat unaccustomed.
They felt that today's Seventh Uncle seemed like a gentle elder, a feeling they had never experienced before.
