Jun Wuyi's neck turned red, and his breath grew heavy as he gritted his teeth. "Little rascal, you're really asking for a beating, aren't you?"
Jun Moxie laughed complacently. "Third Uncle, what's that Third Aunt of mine doing nowadays? She can't always be hanging around you all day long, right?"
A trace of warmth shone in Jun Wuyi's eyes as he smiled. "Where would she have the time for me? She's dedicated her entire heart to taking care of those kids, even inviting famed doctors from far and wide to look after them. She even told me that she wants to build a large camp and take in all the poor children in the world with nowhere to go and take care of them… whether they be the children of soldiers who died in battle, or commoners, they would all be treated equally…"
Jun Moxie breathed a sigh of relief and nodded his head. "Third Aunt is such a nice person."
