A few days later, at Baihua Manor.

Unlike the tearful Xiao Ping'an, Xiaozhao often giggled, frequently tapping the ground with her little cane under the eaves, listening to the crisp sound, and looking at her walking form with her crow-like eyes.

If a person always observed themselves from a third-person perspective, what kind of emotion would they feel?

If it's an adult, they might feel like they're playing a game.

It's a nicer way to put it...

In a less flattering way, it would be... indifferent.

But if it's... a child who has never viewed the world from a first-person perspective and then discovers that everyone around her, apart from her father, is different from her, it's no longer just a game.

Specifically what it is, no one has experienced, so... no one knows.

The snow had cleared, and the sky was bright.

Xiaozhao, dressed in pink, lovely and delightful, at just over a year old, could walk by herself and rarely cried, which made the proprietress incredibly envious.

It could be anticipated that she would become the "other child" that cast a shadow over Xiao Ping'an's childhood.

After Li Yuan left, she angrily tapped her cane, wrapped around her mother's hand, and shouted in a childish voice the new word she had learned: "Elbow!"

"Elbow!"

Lady Yan listened for a while before understanding what she meant, then squatted down and softly said, "Do you want to find your dad?"

Xiaozhao blinked her glazed white eyes, which were less frightening and had a special cuteness after one got used to them.

She continued to cling to her mother's hand, tugging her mother along like a boatman towing a boat.

With just a tug, her little foot slipped, and with a stumble, she fell flat on her face.

Lady Yan held her in her arms, feeling helpless and amused, said, "Your dad will come back. Let's wait for him at home, shall we?"

"Waa~~"

Xiaozhao started to cry.

Lady Yan hurriedly hugged her, humming a tune to soothe her.

The crow on the roof calmly watched this scene, as if watching a play.

But Xiaozhao cried her heart out, feeling very sorrowful, and after she finished crying, she called out again: "Elbow~"

Lady Yan, unable to help it, said, "Well... well, mother will take you to the street to have a look around."

With that, she picked up Xiaozhao and went to talk to the proprietress.

But Xiao Ping'an couldn't walk yet and would cry endlessly in unfamiliar places, so the proprietress refused.

...

Moments later, the carriage slowly moved out.

Zhou Jia was driving.

This gray-haired man had seen Li Yuan confessing that he was the Blood Saber Ancestor and also witnessed Li Yuan using that City Destruction technique.

After Li Yuan used City Destruction, he patted Zhao Chunxin's shoulder and said to Zhou Jia, "Old Zhou, if it's a wound in the heart, then get better soon. I'll teach you this move."

Zhou Jia felt like he was dreaming, first stunned and incredulous, then excited and trembling, and later tossing and turning, unable to sleep, fixated on that City Destruction technique.

Why?

If it were merely power, he wouldn't be like this.

The real reason was that Zhou Jia saw in City Destruction the shadows of Spring Thunder, Jingzhe, and Leap Abyss. This move was a fusion of the three techniques from the Yanyue Sect, one step beyond those techniques.

In the past, Zhou Jia merely wanted to quietly watch over and protect this last hope of the Yanyue Sect. Now, he had greater expectations, and his whole being began to radiate new vitality.

Others called Li Yuan the Ancestor, but Zhou Jia believed in another kind of ethereal and virtually impossible possibility.

That is, Li Yuan is a genius not seen in ten thousand years.

Otherwise, why wouldn't he use his own techniques?

Why are the traces of the Yanyue Sect everywhere in City Destruction?

Zhou Jia's once withered heart suddenly sprouted new buds, rejuvenating.

In the past, he wanted to protect this little sapling of the Yanyue Sect.

Now, that little sapling had become his faith.

So before Li Yuan left, he nodded.

His once desperate heart born again a passionate longing.

At this moment...

Zhou Jia calmly flicked the reins, the carriage was about to move, but a dark shadow suddenly dashed out from a distance.

It was a silhouette as dangerous as a small mountain blocking the front of the carriage.

Zhou Jia reined in the carriage, looking at the black Demon Dog taller than a man ahead.

With glowing greenish eyes, a menacing aura, and horrifying slobber dripping from its mouth, looking ready to devour someone at any moment, and holding something between its fangs.

If this weren't still the inner courtyard, he would have drawn his sword by now.

He had heard about the protective Demon Dogs in the inner residence, but didn't expect them to look like this...

Lady Yan noticed the vehicle stopping, holding Xiaozhao with one hand and lifting the curtain with the other to look outside.

The one blocking the way was the Seventh Grade Black Marquis, capable of killing Sect Leader Tie in protective mode.

Li Yuan had told her everything, so Lady Yan immediately knew the reason.

Li Yuan, through Hai Dongqing, had seen they were about to go out, so he instructed a Black Marquis to accompany them as a bodyguard.

In Shanbao County, where even the Eighth Grade can reign supreme, such a Black Marquis capable of killing Sect Leader Tie was already a top-tier bodyguard.

In the past, no one knew Li Yuan was the "Blood Saber Ancestor," so this ability to control Demon Beasts had to be kept hidden.

After Li Yuan revealed his identity, the Demon Dogs in the inner residence were no longer chained...

Thus, they could naturally have a Seventh Grade Demon Dog following openly on the way out.

"Old Zhou, it's our own dog, it wants to get on the carriage," Lady Yan called out.

Zhou Jia moved to make some space.

The Black Marquis trotted over and with a leap, jumped onto the Imperial Carriage Seat, causing the whole carriage to sink slightly.

Then, the Black Marquis darted into the carriage interior, moving up to Lady Yan, opening its mouth.

And what it held was actually a dog leash and collar.

Lady Yan giggled, secretly thinking her husband was truly considerate, even thinking of how a Seventh Grade Demon Dog running on the road without a leash might scare passersby, hence had the Black Marquis bring the collar over.

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