Honestly, if I weren't certain that this simple-minded old man in front of me was my princess's biological father;

If it weren't for the certainty that they had come to rescue this simple-minded old man's own son;

We've confirmed that this simple-minded old man is one of our own.

Even Wuying couldn't help but ask: "Lord Ji, are you an undercover agent sent by the enemy?"

I told you to stop him from signaling for reinforcements, but you rushed up and signaled for him yourself!

You think he's not signaling quickly enough, so you want to give him a helping hand!

"Ugh! My mistake, my mistake. Who knew that these demons' communication devices would be so... disgusting, they're actually just a mute device." Ji Chenhai looked annoyed, raised his foot and kicked the black-clad masked man in front of him away, who was nowhere to be seen.

Wuying wiped the tip of his nose. What could he say?

The two rushed into the inner courtyard.

While playing with Ji Fengxiao in the inner courtyard, Song Huilan, who hadn't yet come to her senses, turned around and looked towards the door.

What a beautiful, elegant, and pure woman!

Wu Ying's eyes trembled slightly.

Hearing the commotion outside, Ji Fengxiao had already craned his neck to look around.

Upon seeing Ji Chenhai and Wuying enter, Ji Fengxiao was overjoyed and shouted "Father!" as he rushed over and threw himself into Ji Chenhai's arms.

Feeling the strength and warmth of his father's embrace, the little boy's eyes welled up with tears, but he held back his sobs: "Dad, Brother Wuying, I knew you would come to save me and Fenghua. Where are my brother, sister, and brother-in-law? Did they go to the palace to save Fenghua?"

"Good lad, you're not scared yet. You're a good son of your father." Ji Chenhai was pleased to hear that he spoke clearly and his behavior was not cowardly. He patted the soft hair on his head and said, "This is not the place to talk. You don't need to worry about Fenghua. Let's leave here first and talk when we get to a safe place."

"Okay, I'll do whatever Father says." Ji Fengxiao was very happy to receive Ji Chenhai's praise; it was sweeter than eating candy.

Wuying glanced around and saw that apart from the masked man in black from before, there were no other demonic cultivators.

Then he turned his suspicious gaze to Song Huilan: "Miss, why are you still here..."

"Oh, this is Sister Huilan, Song Huilan. When I was here, it was always you who took care of me. You treated me very well," Ji Fengxiao said earnestly as he introduced Song Huilan to his father and Wuying.

Although he knew that Song Huilan was with those demons, he also knew that Song Huilan was a simple-minded woman.

She was blinded by those demons, unable to distinguish between good and evil, right and wrong, which is why she stood on the demons' side.

“We know she’s a good girl, we’ve met her before, but we didn’t know she was with these monsters,” Ji Chenhai said, rubbing Ji Fengxiao’s head.

Wu Ying pondered in the shadows:

She's been with the monsters for so long, why hasn't she been harmed by them, but instead seems to have grown even better?

“I’ve always been here,” Song Huilan replied, appearing slightly timid.

But Wuying could tell that she spoke of this without the slightest reluctance.

This shows that she, like her sister Song Huiru, has willingly joined forces with demons and fallen into depravity, and is not worth saving.

She has a clean and pure demeanor, so she probably hasn't done anything wrong. At most... I won't kill her.

Wu Ying's eyes turned completely cold as he turned to Ji Chenhai and said, "Lord Ji, let's go."

Ji Chenhai nodded.

He took Ji Fengxiao's hand and was about to leave.

Ji Fengxiao gently tugged at Ji Chenhai, turned around and looked at Song Huilan with sincere eyes, advising, "Sister, come with us."