Recalling the red, tiger-like mark she had inadvertently seen on the man's left wrist earlier.

Bai Yunxing couldn't help but look back one last time.

Under the command of the Third Prince of the Northern Barbarians, there was a strategist named Bei Lanfeng. He was undoubtedly resourceful, but he was even more famous for his ruthlessness—ruthless towards the Great Yu Dynasty and ruthless towards his own people.

Bai Yunxing had never seen this strategist in person, but his fifth brother had, at the cost of a leg.

That was six months before his death.

The scout team led by Fifth Brother encountered several ragged northern barbarian children in the snowy winter. The children were not very old, the oldest being only a little over ten years old, and there were both boys and girls.

The children were unarmed and trembled with fear when they saw the cavalry of the Dayu Dynasty.

Although the Mu family army was brave and skilled in battle, they did not show mercy to unarmed women and children.

But no one expected that these seven or eight young, seemingly harmless children were carrying thunderbolts that the Northern Barbarians had just developed.

The trembling and terror in the children's eyes were not because they had seen the Mu family army, but because they wanted to hug the Mu family army members, ignite the thunderbolts on their bodies, and die together with them.

That was a ruthless move.

The Mu family army is fighting to protect their homes and country, to protect the homes of the unarmed elderly, women and children, and to defend the nation composed of millions of families.

If children were to perish together with their enemy country in such a way when the enemy's country is destroyed, they would surely call it tragic and heroic.

In a situation where both sides are almost evenly matched, a group of children who were originally being protected by this person can be used as weapons.

The fact that the Mu family army was forced to take action against the people of the Northern Barbarians was a form of torment, as their beliefs conflicted.

But you only need to suffer a loss once.

The scholar-like man turned around at this moment, his eyes gentle, as if wondering who was watching him.

Bai Yunxing suppressed his thoughts, at least making sure his face didn't betray his true feelings.

The two men's eyes met, and the scholar-looking man quickly looked away.

It's nothing, just a little kid.

"Yunxing, let's go!!!"

His father's cheerful voice came from behind him. He looked up and saw his father carrying a food box in one hand and four children's satchels in the other, against the backdrop of the setting sun.

The eldest brother seemed curious about what he was looking at, and was also looking in the direction of the Zhenxiu Restaurant.

The younger brother stood next to his father, quietly watching him, seemingly looking at something.

His little sister waved to him, standing small against the light, her hair in two little pigtails, looking as cute as a little wonton: "Brother, let's go!"

Bai Yunxing chuckled softly and ran towards his family.

"They're here! Let's go home!"

The last rays of the setting sun were still peeking out from behind a small head.

Jiang Dai leaned against the door frame and saw five figures, one large and four small, walking towards her from afar.

Um!

very good!

Bai Tian walked happily ahead, while the four children, with their short legs, seemed to be taking off.

[They didn't even wait for the children!]

Jiang Dai couldn't help but think to herself.

Juanjuan nodded, "That's right!"

Father walks very fast, but her brothers can keep up, and so can she!

The main reason is that Juanjuan misses her mother.

"Mother~"

Juanjuan stopped struggling with her legs and started running. Her childish voice trembled as she ran towards her mother in a cute and adorable manner.

Then, with a "snap," she hugged her mother's leg.

Jiang Dai looked down at the little guy who had become her leg ornament, and her voice instantly softened. She touched the soft, curly cheek with her uninjured hand.

"Our Curly Fatty is here!"

Bai Tian, ​​who had just walked over, couldn't help but tremble upon hearing this voice.

[Would I talk to Juanjuan like this too?]

Juanjuan turned to look at Bai Tian, ​​her eyes sparkling.

Bai Tian:! ! !

【There's no way around it! Curly is just too cute!!!】

[And Yun'an, Yun'an is so well-behaved!]

Bai Yun'an, who was suddenly given a loving look by his father: ?

What's gotten into Dad this time?

Thinking this to himself, Bai Yun'an didn't show it on his face at all, and even gave his father a shy smile.

Bai Tian: [So well-behaved!! But the second son is also very good, reliable and steady. The eldest son...]

Bai Tian's gaze unconsciously shifted to his eldest son.

Bai Yunqi: ?

"Father, why are you looking at me like that?"

Even his questions carried a hint of being a rebellious son.

Bai Tian: ... "I'll show you what's what!"

Bai Yunqi clicked his tongue proudly: "I know that, and you'll get even more handsome in the future!"

Bai Tian:......

Jiang Dai looked at her arrogant eldest son and Bai Tian, ​​who was clearly speechless, and said with a smile, "Yeah! Our Yun Qi can be even more handsome! He'll be way better than your dad!"

Bai Tian:?

【Wait, why am I being dragged into this again? Is this a case of praising one while belittling another?】

"Of course! Who told me to take after my mother because she's beautiful!"

Bai Yunqi spoke up, delivering a devastating blow to his father.

Bai Tian:? ? ?

"You little brat, White Dog Egg, you said I'm ugly!!"

Seeing his father striding towards him with his sleeves rolled up, Bai Yunqi turned and ran.

When Bai Tian saw that the other person was still running, he immediately gave chase. The atmosphere had already reached this point, so it wouldn't be appropriate not to catch up with him a few steps.

"No! I didn't say that, Dad, you said it yourself!!!"

Bai Yunqi didn't care. He started running when the mood was right. Anyway, he was used to being beaten up by the old men in the sect before.

only……

The old men in the sect are nimble and can keep up with me, but this guy behind me... well, he doesn't have any spiritual power and runs slower than me, so it's good to give him a little exercise.

Juanjuan: ...?

Listening to my older brother's heartfelt words, I suddenly felt that my father looked rather pitiful.