"Uncle Murong, thank you! Come and visit Yue'er in the future!" Yue'er chimed in with her sweet and childish voice.
Murong Yixuan paused briefly, but didn't turn around. He simply waved and continued walking. As his figure receded, he disappeared from their sight.
"Yue'er! Hao'er, Chen'er!"
A familiar voice, filled with surprise, reached the children's ears. Hearing it, they spun around and saw a figure in red rushing towards them.
"Mother!"
They cried out in unison. Hao'er and Mu Chen were the first to dash towards her, while Yue'er, held by the Ghost Faced Masked Man, struggled and shouted, "Put me down, put me down! I want my mother!"
The Ghost Faced Masked Man hesitated, then gently set her down. As soon as her feet touched the ground, she sprinted towards Feng Jiu with her tiny legs.
"Mother!"
The three children threw themselves into Feng Jiu's arms, their small hands clinging to her tightly as they called out to her repeatedly.
"My children, you've finally returned."
