My mother scoffed and mocked,
"What trouble could he possibly cause? The moment he appears before your grandfather, he'll be executed on the spot."
I hurriedly tossed the mung bean cake back onto my own plate and brushed the crumbs off my hands with a dry laugh, "Then it must be some vigilante, kindly catching him and throwing him back here, I suppose."
My mother grabbed my hand, "Wanwan, come with me to take a look."
"Oh." I obediently followed her out.
At first, my mother walked briskly, but after glancing at my belly pregnant for over four months, she slowed her pace, "He's clutching onto the Ancestor of Foxes' Remnant Soul and refuses to hand it over, yet here you are, taking your time."
"Probably handed it over to Xuanjing, it's futile to demand it, and worrying does no good." I wasn't exactly complacent; I just felt the Ancestor of Foxes' Soul was scattered too far and wide.
