Chapter 156
"Seolhwa."
Namgoong Mucheon extended his arm toward Seolhwa.
Climbing down from Cheongun’s arms, Seolhwa toddled forward with quick, eager steps and nestled herself snugly into her grandfather’s embrace.
With a soft chuckle, Namgoong Mucheon lifted her high into the air.
"Why are you so light? Did I not tell you to eat plenty? You are light as a chick. When are you ever going to grow?"
She was only four years old.
For someone who had reached the realm of Flowing, lifting a four-year-old child must naturally feel like lifting a feather.
Perhaps she had frowned at that thought, for Namgoong Mucheon chuckled again and pressed gently between her brows.
"Very well, very well. Grow at your own pace. Try everything as you go and grow slowly. That would not be such a bad thing either."
"Yeth."
Her childlike pronunciation was a mess.
That was one thing she could not control at will. Embarrassed the moment the words left her mouth, Seolhwa's face flushed red.