Sophie watched Heatherine calmly leave, a strange sense of shame rising in her heart. Although Heatherine was much tougher than before, she never refused when the Temple truly needed her.

Heather disappeared into the darkness and soon arrived near a small hill where several camels lay in a small circle, protecting a baby sleeping bag in the middle.

"Eh...uh...ah..."

Hearing his mother's voice, the little guy struggled to sit up and excitedly called out to her. His mother would leave for a short while every now and then, and he had gotten used to this brief wait.

"Harry, do you miss your mom? Hehehe..."

Heather picked up her son, and the two cuddled for a while before little Harry began to nudge against Heather's chest.

Heatherine had to go out every now and then to collect spoils, supplies, and intelligence. Since it was inconvenient for her to take her son with her, she left a bloodline mark on little Harry so that she could always sense his emotions.

Little Harry had no idea that his mother could sense him at any time. At first, he was inevitably panicked, but he was very obedient and didn't cry. He would only cry a little when his mother came back.

Later, he gradually got used to it, quietly waiting for his mother to come back, and then acting cute to ask for milk.

“Harry, we’re going to visit the Yuezhi. Further east from there is the Bactrian Kingdom. We might even meet your father there!”

"Would little Harry like to go see your dad?"

"Ah!... Rake... Smack... Smack..."

“…”

Heather looked at her obedient son in her arms and said angrily, "I've taught you for so long and you still can't call me 'Mommy'... You heartless thing..."