Feng Haoyang carried Feng Jiao Xue on top of his shoulder as he grinned. His eyes glowing with pride and a bounce on his every step, jumping to the arena, his unstable Qi buzzing like electricity around him, a crack forming in every his every stride.
"Jiao Xue'er!" Feng Haoyang opened his arms widely and picked Feng Jiao Xue up by the and swang her around before putting her on his shoulder.
Feng Jiao Xue's eyes widened when she was picked up and then suddenly sitting on his shoulder and upper arm.
"Uncle, put me down!" Feng Jiao Xue shrieked and wiggled her feet to get down but Feng Haoyang just held her firmer to prevent her from falling down.
"Ahaha! This is my niece!" He grinned wildly as he turns on the podium with her on his shoulder. "My niece!" he points at Feng Jiao Xue proudly.
