Raising My Children With My Personal Spatial Ability

Outside the cave, Lan Zhengfeng was hanging from a tree, almost driven mad.

Beneath him were two ferocious white tigers, snarling at him with bared teeth, as if they could not wait to tear a piece of flesh from his body.

‘Roar!’

One of the white tigers slowly walked to a distant spot, turned around, and looked up at Lan Zhengfeng in the tree.

The next moment, it roared loudly, pounced toward the tree with force, leaped high, and hooked its claws onto Lan Zhengfeng’s foot, ripping away one of his shoes in the process.

“Ugh, ugh.”

Lan Zhengfeng was so scared he nearly wet himself, desperate to escape.

But he could not escape. He couldn’t even cry for help, let alone move; he could only watch helplessly as the tigers on the ground pounced fiercely at him.

He cursed Qian Jiyun and An Jiuyue bitterly in his heart, hoping An Jiuyue would die a terrible death.

After all, he was her father. Even though he knew that An Jiuyue was not his biological daughter, An Jiuyue herself did not know that, did she?

How could she treat her own father with such ruthlessness? Why hadn’t he made sure to kill her when he had the chance?

Now, look what he had left behind—an utter calamity.

‘Roar!’

With another fierce lunge from one of the tigers, his thoughts were violently dragged back to the present.

Feeling a sharp pain in his foot, he knew he had been clawed by the tiger, drawing blood.

As soon as the blood appeared, the two tigers became even more ferocious, continuously roaring at him. However, this state of affairs did not last long. As more blood flowed, the tigers lost interest in him and started licking the bloodstains on the ground instead.

Lan Zhengfeng’s heart sank with panic.

The tigers might have stopped attacking him, but if things continued like this, he was going to die from blood loss.

What was he going to do? Where had Qian Jiyun and the rest gone? They hadn’t returned yet; did they actually want him to die here?

Just as he was overcome with fear, he heard noise coming from the stone wall.

Soon after, the stone wall opened, and Qian Jiyun and An Jiuyue stepped out, followed by five children, supporting each other as they walked out.

“Ugh, ugh.”

He looked at them as if they were his salvation.

Finally, they had returned. They needed to drive those fierce tigers away quickly; if they were any later, he truly would die here.

“Heh, quite the spectacle, isn’t it? Have we come at a bad time?” An Jiuyue looked at the disheveled Lan Zhengfeng and then at the two tigers, sincerely feeling that the timing was indeed inappropriate.

‘Roar! Roar-roar!’

As the tigers sensed the approach of unfamiliar scents, they stopped licking the blood and turned to face Qian Jiyun and An Jiuyue, starting to roar furiously.

Despite their ferocity, the murderous aura emanating from the two people prevented the tigers from daring to approach and so they remained stationary, protecting what they considered as their prey.

Qian Jiyun glanced at Lan Zhengfeng and with a gesture, removed the restriction on him.

“Ah, Zhitong, save your father quickly, kill those beasts, and I’ll let you return to the Lan household. I promise to dote on you for the rest of my life as my daughter.”

The moment his mouth was free, he yelled at An Jiuyue.

The pain in his foot reminded him that if he did not lower his pride to plead, he would perish under the claws of these tigers.

“Heh.”

An Jiuyue chuckled lightly.

Dote on her, his daughter? That had to be the most amusing joke she had ever heard.

“I was thinking of letting you do it, but it seems there’s no need anymore.”

Lifting her gaze, she looked to Qian Jiyun and said.