"Third uncle." Shen Yanxiao touched her nose. Shen Jing's sudden and bold compliment really made her feel a little uncomfortable.
"Okay, the matter has been resolved. You should go back as soon as possible. I guess Leader An Yan doesn't know how worried he is right now." Shen Jing gently raised his hand and rubbed Shen Yanxiao's little head. Only he knew that Shen Yan Only he knew about the relationship between Xiao and An Yan. In the heart of the leader who seemed to be strategizing and looking at the overall situation, today's waves had already been caused after Shen Yanxiao and Shui Miao left.
Shen Yanxiao was slightly surprised, and the doubts that had been swirling in his mind before were blurted out.
"Uncle, you are not the one who betrayed me, right?" She thought she had done a good job of pretending, and she and An Yan didn't show much concern. Why did An Yan reveal that she already knew about Shen Yanxiao that night? This is the case of her granddaughter.
Shen Jing curled his lips, pinched Shen Yanxiao's pink face, and hummed: "Your third uncle, am I such a person who doesn't care about the overall situation? I'm not surprised at all that An Yan recognizes you. She is good at all. She is also your grandmother, and her blood is also flowing in your body. The elves have a certain sense of this blood relationship. Although it will be relatively weak after a generation, your appearance can be said to be a fusion of all the advantages of your parents. How could An Yan not know the appearance of her daughter and son-in-law?"
Shen Yanxiao rubbed her face. It was the first time that someone pinched her face like a child. However, Shen Jing's intimate and doting behavior did not make her feel disgusted.
"I see, I thought I had revealed something." Shen Yanxiao breathed a sigh of relief. The less people knew about her mixed-race identity, the better.
"Don't worry, except for An Yan, no elf from the Moonlight Tribe will discover your identity. At most, An Feng and An Ran will feel an inexplicable affinity for you." Shen Jing, who seemed to be carefree, had a stomachache. We really have a lot of stuff in there.
Shen Yanxiao smiled and nodded, because both of them spoke very quietly, and because there were Suzaku around, few elves dared to get close, so they were not worried at all that other elves would hear anything inappropriate. Listen to the words.
An Ran told Duanyuan about the matter, and Duanyuan agreed without saying a word. Duanyuan, who had been sweating for Shen Yanxiao before, was quite surprised after learning the news that this little guy actually won.
Duanyuan called a few elves who were good at healing in the shortest possible time and led them to the ring to save the few white chickens from the Qingyuan tribe.
But when Duanyuan saw Suzaku beside Shen Yanxiao, his expression was as horrifying as it could be!
Fortunately, Suzaku was not tasked with playing a murderous role this time, and he didn't give Duanyuan even a glimpse of the corner of his eye.
"Lord Duanyuan City, they are going to trouble you. After their injuries are stabilized, please send them back to the Qingyuan Tribe. The cost of treatment is all here." Shen Yanxiao was also very smart at what he did. He took out a bag from the Najie with a wave of his hand. The heavy crystal coins were thrust into Duanyuan's hand without any explanation.
Duanyuan also likes Shen Yanxiao's gentle way of handling them. In his opinion, the injuries of the elves in the Qingyuan tribe were all caused by Suzaku, and they have nothing to do with Shen Yanxiao.
It's a pity that he didn't see Shen Yanxiao's methods in dealing with Shui Miao because he was worried, otherwise he wouldn't have thought that this person was an innocent little sheep.