"Do you like it? If you do, Daddy Shangguan will give you one to play with." The car was too tall, so Shangguan Yu lifted the little guy up first, letting him sit steadily, and then got into the car himself.
After coming up, Shangguan Yu picked up the little guy again and said to the soldier driving the car, "This is my son."
"Your godson, right?" The soldier laughed boldly.
"Get out." Shangguan Yu replied irritably, then pulled open the little guy's shoulder clothes, "Let me see if this wound is healed."
The bite mark on the white tender shoulder had disappeared; Shangguan Yu then pulled up his pant legs for a look.
There were still bruises on his legs, but they had faded, and the scratches on his neck had also faded quite a bit.
Jun Moyan returned to the car to get some things, parked his car outside, and then together got onto the armored car.
