[What do you mean, though, uncle Godfather?] Ainsley tilted her head. Indeed, her people were powerful despite the family being a poor one on the brink of collapsing.
Finley might look like a boy outside, but he's still a young man inside. Of course, he wasn't flustered when Ainsley was around, because she's still only three years old.
"Anyway, let's observe the young miss. Those old foxes in the family might persuade her to choose them as her guardian. If the young miss picks the wrong guardian…" the blue-eyed elder expressed his worry.
Air pressure was actually a non-common ability, but people usually used it only for suppressing someone because it took a long time or a lot of energy to injure someone.
The high-waist skirt almost touched Ainsley's chest while the white blouse had frills and thin ribbon on the chest area. The long sleeves also covered the baby's arms perfectly.
Ming Feizhen pulled for dear life to stop his steed from bolting off. “Oh, never imagined Liu Shan Men’s captain would want to be an osmanthus cake seller.”
A hint of anger quickly flashed through Yan Yunze’s eyes. However, in order to save his brother as soon as possible, he gritted his teeth and endured it.
It was difficult to tell a person’s age if one did not probe with one’s Divine Consciousness. Many of those who had lived for tens of thousands of years liked to maintain a youthful appearance after all.