After crawling out of the eggshell, I decided to be a salted fish (a lazy person).

"No, Mo Shitian only has you as his cub."

Mo Shan'an was also confused by these words. After thinking about it, he realized that the two of them had children, while Mo Shitian only had one child, so what he meant was...

"I???!"

"Um"

Mo Shan'an never expected it to be him. So he has two fathers?

Who gave birth to me?

Di Moxiao remained silent for a while. Neither of them was capable of giving birth to him.

"do not know"

Mo Shan'an was completely baffled; he couldn't understand how these two could have such a relationship!

"Aren't you enemies?"

Di Moxiao was unwilling to lie to him and say "yes".

"Then how did I get here?"

"I can answer you. Neither Mo Shitian nor I know how you got here. You must have wandered into the Wilderness by mistake."

Di Moxiao's conjecture was based on the fact that Mo Shitian might not know his origins, which is why he needed to steal the Feather Pearl from the Feather Clan to stabilize the dragon power within him.

If he knew where the little guy's dragon power came from, he wouldn't have gone to such lengths.

Mo Shan'an came into this world in a daze, and now he doesn't know anything about his background, so he feels somewhat uneasy.

What troubled him was whether he would face abandonment again if Mo Shitian found out now.

“Our affairs are none of your business, you don’t need to worry.”

Seeing the worry in the little guy's eyes, Di Moxiao explained to him that their relationship would not affect him.

"I'd like to hear what you're worried about?"

Mo Shitian reverted to his previous lazy and unruly demeanor, leaning against the threshold and looking at them with a forced smile, especially the large hand that rested on the cub's head, which was particularly glaring.

"You're here"

Mo Shan'an ran over excitedly and hugged the other person, his tone somewhat like, "Why did you only come now? If you hadn't come, your child would have belonged to someone else."

"Um"

Mo Shitian checked the little guy's body and found that he was all better before glancing at the other two people in the room.

What were you discussing just now?

Di Yexuan took a sip of tea. He dared not say anything about such things; he would just quietly be a spectator.

Seeing the red-clad man's murderous intent, Di Moxiao did not choose to hide the truth about the little guy.

"Ha, you mean you're going to try and take it from me?"

After hearing what the other party said, Mo Shitian's face turned so black it could drip ink; he was disgusted by what he heard.

He glanced down at the guilty-looking cub, so this was a child he shared with his mortal enemy?

Di Moxiao was in no better shape; the two of them remained silent for a while.

Their only thought was that if the other person died, the child would be theirs.

Before Mo Shan'an could even see clearly, the two started fighting outside.

Di Yexuan sat on the threshold, shook his head, patted the seat next to him, and gestured for Mo Shanan to sit down.

Don't worry, they won't die.

Mo Shan'an watched as the two fought with all their might, yet neither could gain the upper hand; at most, they suffered some minor scratches.

"Have you chosen a name yet?"

"Mo Shan'an"

Di Yexuan was momentarily confused. "Mo Shan'an?"

"what happened?"

No, that's right.

This name clearly wasn't chosen by Mo Shitian; the character "善" (goodness) doesn't seem to have anything to do with him.

Mo Shan'an sat on the doorstep, cupping his face in his hands, and asked, "When will they finish fighting?" He was a little hungry.

"It's still early."

Di Yexuan gazed at the little cub's slightly chubby cheeks and couldn't resist poking them with his finger. So soft!

"What are you doing?"

"Cough cough, I see there's still a little bit of ointment left. Let me wipe it clean for you."

"Oh, thank you."

Mo Shan'an watched the two figures, one in red and one in gold, locked in a fierce battle, wondering when he would finally get to eat.

Di Yexuan stroked his chin, his smile somewhat lewd. "Are you hungry? How about I take you to the human realm to get something to eat?"

The two of them didn't know when the fight would end, and it would be at least two days before they discovered that he had kidnapped the cub.

"But"

His two nominal fathers are fighting tooth and nail up there, but it's all for his sake. Wouldn't it be a bad idea for him to leave now to get something to eat?

Di Yexuan noticed Mo Shan'an's hesitation and stretched as he stood up, teasing, "Looks like they're going to fight for a whole day and night. Are you going to starve here for two days?"

Of course not. In fact, the dragons would probably give him food to eat. Dragons are more enthusiastic about their young than any other race.

I'll starve myself for two days!!!

Mo Shan'an looked at the two fighting with a serious expression, then followed the man away without looking back.

"Let's eat our fill before we come back. We can pack some food for them while we're at it."

"Pfft, aren't you worried about them anymore?"

Mo Shan'an spread his little hands and replied helplessly, "They've all grown up, but I'm still a cub."

"Smart, just like me." No one should starve, but you can't mistreat yourself.

Who could possibly hide their furtive movements? Di Moxiao and Mo Shitian had already noticed them, and now they could fight without restraint.

"Elder, should we stop them?"

The fighting spread from the main hall to the side hall, leaving a scene of utter chaos with damaged roofs everywhere and even several main pillars sheared off.

"Forget it, let's all keep our distance from them."

Yuehua sighed deeply. Who could she blame? How could the God Lord have taken someone else's child back to the Dragon Clan? Now they don't even have a reason to help.

We need to discuss this matter of snatching the child with them first, and make sure it's well hidden. How did they manage to find out about it with the other father's knowledge?

Yuehua really liked that little guy, but it was a pity he wasn't one of their dragon cubs.

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"Candied hawthorns, three coins each!"

"Steamed buns, delicious meat buns, would you like one, sir?"

"Wontons, steaming hot wontons"

The bustling market was filled with the shouts of various vendors. Di Yexuan and Mo Shan'an were the two most eye-catching people in the crowd, and their good looks made them even more noticeable.

One in black and one in red walked into the market, both with the same nonchalant attitude.

"What do you want to eat?"

Mo Shan'an looked at the dazzling array of stalls, hesitating as he glanced at them here and there.

"Never mind, I'll take you to eat something good."

Di Yexuan skillfully led him into a restaurant, where the waiter warmly greeted them.

"Please come in, esteemed guests."

The waiter could tell from their appearance that the two were high-ranking officials that they were very important, so he enthusiastically introduced them to the restaurant's signboard.

I want them all.

The waiter glanced at the man in black beside him, momentarily unsure of what to do.

Listen to him.

"Alright, young master, please have some tea first. I'll go and tell the kitchen to prepare some dishes for you."

Mo Shan'an looked around. The ancient decor, the antique eaves, and the calligraphy and painting supplies placed in the corners gave it an elegant feel.

"See? Humans really do have a lot of variety."

Di Yexuan used to sneak down the mountain to eat at the market. This kind of appetite is something that cultivators disdain, but he did the opposite.