"Are you really that fierce?" Wang Xuefeng looked at him in surprise.

“That’s not it… it’s just… the people in the inner city… don’t let women and children near me…” Horry’s voice trailed off, and he finally bowed his head deeply.

"Why is that?" Wang Xuefeng asked, barely suppressing a laugh.

"My character is terrible... oh no, I mean the old Huo Leiting, his character was terrible, he attracted a lot of hatred..."

"Is he morally bankrupt? Does he bully men and women? Does he punch people at the Nanshan Nursing Home? Does he kick people at the Beihai Kindergarten?"

"More or less..." Horry touched his braided hair and the large ponytail at the back of his head that looked like fireworks exploding.

Wang Xuefeng shook his head helplessly. Based on his understanding of Huo Lei, Huo Lei was the least adept at explaining misunderstandings and would not deliberately do anything to improve his image.

He's carefree, takes things as they come, and even when he's in a good mood, he'll "make the best of a bad situation," doing whatever he pleases.

Although he earned a good reputation in the army for his strong combat capabilities, decisive command, and few mistakes, the ordinary residents of the inner city still rejected him due to their preconceived notions.

"Then go somewhere further away," Wang Xuefeng said, at his wit's end.

"Okay, I'll go to the city wall and mark it for you." Horry didn't mind and turned around to summon his horse.

As a system horse, it is now "well-equipped" and no longer just a tattered saddle.

The children, who were hiding behind the corner of the house, peeked out and watched from afar as the horse carried its owner away. For a moment, they looked at each other in bewilderment.

Go!

"you go……"

"This is the big brother from the Supreme Court! The Supreme Court President!"

"Then go ahead!"

"I...I won't..."

The children jostled and pushed each other, but none of them dared to step out of the corner of the room.

"Ahhh~ He's here~ He's coming~~"

"Run! Run!"

The group scattered like they were playing hide-and-seek after the countdown, leaving only a child who was specifically responsible for "catching" people.

The little boy looked only five or six years old, and his legs were so short that he couldn't keep up with the slightly older children at all.

As Wang Xuefeng approached step by step, he burst into tears on the spot.

Wang Xuefeng couldn't help but chuckle. He took out two candies from his pocket, walked over to the little boy, and squatted down.

"Sweet candy or sour candy, which do you prefer?"

"Um……?"

The little boy was disturbed by this sudden question, and his initial panic and fear turned into confusion.

But after thinking for a while, the little guy finally understood the meaning of the sentence.

"I...I like sweet things..." he said weakly.

Wang Xuefeng nodded, then asked, "Do you have any friends who like to eat sour candy?"

Upon hearing this, the little boy instinctively began searching his memory.

After a short while, he nodded: "My sister! But she's at home."

"If I give you both candies, how would you divide them?" Wang Xuefeng took his hand and gently placed the candy in his small palm.

The little boy's eyes darted around, and he was as happy as if he had figured out addition and subtraction within 20.

"Give me the sweet one! Give my sister the sour one!"

"Hmm, think about it again? Is there anyone else in the family who didn't get any candy?" Wang Xuefeng asked with a smile.

The little boy's smug expression instantly changed, and a look of annoyance and apology appeared in his eyes.

"I'm sorry... I still have my mother at home."

Wang Xuefeng patted his head reassuringly: "Then do you know what kind of gifts Mom likes?"

"I know!" The little boy's eyes immediately lit up: "I like letters!"

"A letter?" Wang Xuefeng paused. "What letter?"

"A letter brought by a cuckoo!"

"Coo coo?" Wang Xuefeng immediately realized that this must be a carrier pigeon.

"Yes! It's a cute big white bird!" The little boy jumped up and down, gesturing with his arms.

Who sent the letter to Mom? Dad?

"Yes! It's Dad!" The little boy nodded emphatically.

"Do you remember when the last time, Gugu brought the letter in its mouth?" Wang Xuefeng blinked.

"Last time...I don't remember..." The little boy thought hard, "It's been a long time..."

"This spring?"

“It’s not spring.” The little boy immediately shook his head.

“It was winter! I remember! It was snowing that day, and my mother’s nose was red from the cold.”

Upon hearing this, Wang Xuefeng was taken aback.

The other children watched the two chatting from a distance, seemingly without any problem...

The children looked at each other, exchanged glances, and then all emerged from behind the cover.

Wang Xuefeng knew they were getting closer, but he didn't deliberately turn around to greet them.

Once they had all gathered around and heard the little boy describing the “letter” his family had received, everyone immediately started talking at once, vying to speak.

"I received one too! It's a letter from Dad and Mom!"

"My family also received it in winter."

"Me too, it was snowing that day, so much snow! Gugu could barely fly..."

"This is a letter from Dad and Uncle, and there's a little flower with it!"

Wang Xuefeng listened silently. The only common point was that many soldiers in Huo's army had written letters home last winter, but no more had been written since.

Because the Huo family army fought battles year after year, sometimes for a year or two at a time, they didn't feel much about their loved ones "disappearing" for so long.

Moreover, it is certain that the situation was not bad at the time, because they were just ordinary family letters.

"Mom said that the longer Dad doesn't come back, the farther away he's gone!"

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