The way he kept calling him "Uncle" made Li Jiaxian feel uneasy.
The "Uncle" in Lin Xiao's words wasn't a genuine address, but rather a constant reminder of his identity.
An uncle who hadn't returned to Shashi in ten years, who hadn't looked after Luo Qinghan in over a decade, who hadn't had any interaction with Luo Qinghan's mother for over twenty years, and who hadn't helped Luo Wuwei's family.
This way of addressing him felt particularly grating.
"How many companies in Huadu are still yours? How much of your personal assets remain? What exactly are you here for? Why don't you explain it properly to my wife and parents later?" Lin Xiao's tone was as if he were suggesting it, but the tone of negotiation made Li Jiaxian very clear that this was not a negotiation.
It was a command.
Lin Xiao wanted to force him to tell the truth.
"Oh, I just arrived. Some things, I don't want my sister to worry about. I can handle company matters. These things, I was going to discuss with Qinghan anyway. Don't worry, don't worry."
Li Jiaxian laughed heartily, trying to brush the topic aside.
"It better be."
Lin Xiao said, glancing at his villa, "Uncle, I'm taking the children for a walk. You should go back first. Seeing as you're carrying three packs of cigarettes, you should probably go back and put them down, right?"
"Yes, that's right. It's not very convenient to carry them around all the time."
Li Jiaxian hurriedly entered the villa after speaking.
He didn't dare to stay with Lin Xiao for too long now. The pressure Lin Xiao was putting on him was too great. He had almost spilled all his secrets just now.
Watching Li Jiaxian enter the villa, Lin Xiao smiled faintly.
"Daddy, does Grandpa Uncle also want Daddy to protect him?" Xun'er looked up, still fiddling with her Ultraman.
"Yes, after all, Dad is a great hero, the most powerful person in the world. When there are difficulties, people will come to Dad." Lin Xiao patted the child's head.
"When in trouble, find Uncle-in-law."
Luo Bing also repeated by his side.
...
"Still not quite right."
Qi Tian looked at his brand-new creation in his hand, frowning. The arm he had just made was still a hair's breadth away from being a true spiritual artifact.
He had done his best with every detail and applied the characteristics of the spiritual artifacts he had seen to his creation, but it was still not enough.
He fitted the brand-new arm onto himself, as the previous arm had been damaged during the multiple crafting processes.
To craft a spiritual artifact, he had to pay a price.
He stared at the new arm in his hand. The details were even better, and it felt more like a real arm.
"What exactly is going wrong?"
Qi Tian scratched his head, becoming somewhat agitated.
His hair fell all over the floor as he continuously ran his hands through it.
Now, his puppets could automatically produce the high-quality armor that Lin Xiao needed.
It was through the constant debugging of his puppets recently that he had discovered some previously overlooked details in his own arm, leading him to make improvements.
He had thought that after achieving these things, his new arm would become a true spiritual artifact, but evidently, he had overthought it.
He then sighed, temporarily accepting the reality.