The Gentleness of a Little Girl

"Guard your godfather's spirit. I'll guard Uncle Yan's spirit."

The little guy knelt down. Shi Yan's memorial tablet was right in front of him.

Yuu Shifeng did not expect such a young child to be able to respect his elders so much. He did not stop her.

"If you want to protect you, just do it. If you are tired, go back to sleep."

Twelve years old and six years old. The difference of six years was enough to create an incomprehensible gap between them.

Yuu Shifeng felt that she was just a six year old child. Although she was smarter than the average child, She probably wanted to follow his example even when she saw him guarding the spirit, but she would give up soon.

"It's fine. Go back and rest first. If she wants to stay here, then let her stay here."

Yuu Shifeng said to Wei Qian, who was standing behind him.