This woman looked unusual and too tough. It was unsafe for her to be too close to him, so he backed away while threatening Lin Weiwan.

Lin Weiwan waved her hands, "No, I'll step back, don't hurt her." Lin Weiwan stepped back trembling.

The ground was covered with bloody footprints. No one knew when Lin Weiwan's feet had cut the wounds there or when.

"I beg you, please give my child back to me. You can ask for anything, whether to leave or anything else, I will do my best to give it to you, just give my daughter back to me."

Lin Weiwan stared at the man in front of her with her red eyes, her whole body trembling.

At this moment she felt helpless and incompetent, unable to even take care of her own child.

The man curled his lips in a sarcastic tone, but his feet kept moving backwards. Just get out, that's all.

The man held the child in front of his chest with both hands to shield him. Li Feng and Sun Zheng kept their guns pointed at the man but were unable to shoot.

If the man is shot and not killed, the child will be injured immediately; if the man is shot and killed, the child will fall to the ground and die immediately.

With a flash of cold light, a dagger appeared in the man's back, piercing half of his chest.

The man wanted to turn around and look behind him, but his body wouldn't allow it.

The man did not hold the child firmly in his hands, and the child fell to the ground as he lost strength.

Lin Weiwan didn't know where he got the strength from, and he flew over directly with the gust of wind.

Before the child fell to the ground, the whole person slid over from the back and caught the child from the front.

Looking at her daughter's round little face, still soundly asleep, Lin Weiwan held the child in her arms with shaking hands. She lay there powerlessly.

Ye Jibai rushed over and held Lin Weiwan, who was lying motionless on the ground, in his arms.

With his head buried in the mother and daughter's chests, Lin Weiwan looked at the sky with empty eyes, his violent heartbeat still not subsiding.

A hot and wet feeling came from the chest, and the army arrived and carried the man's body away immediately.

The onlookers were afraid of causing trouble and quickly went about their business. Ye Jibai got up and hugged the mother and daughter together.

His hair was messy, his clothes were torn and bloodstained, and his pants were damaged in several places.

His face was covered in blood, and he looked like he had just come from the battlefield.

Li Fengsun was about to put away his gun and prepare to go forward to help, but was forced back by Ye Jibai's sharp eyes.

The Ye family had already arrived and saw the mother and daughter, both covered in blood, walking over with serious expressions on their faces.

The people who were originally standing in front automatically made way without any awareness.

Ye Mu's body trembled slightly as she looked at the family in front of her.

Xiao Xingjian was like this when he came back from accompanying his master on a medical visit.

He quickly led Ye Jibai to the treatment room.

Father Ye looked at his son's back without saying anything. In such a short time, even if everyone received the news and rushed over, they would not have had time.

Ye Simiao looked at the family in front of him with tears in his eyes, and his whole body was trembling.

After entering the treatment room, Ye Jibai put Lin Weiwan on the bed and looked at the blood on his arms.

Heartbroken, he leaned close to Lin Weiwan, "Xiao Wan, I'm back. Give the child to me. The doctor will give you a shot to clean the wound. He will also check the child's condition."

Ye Jibai's words were trembling, and a pair of dirty hands with two wounds went to hold the child in Lin Weiwan's arms.

After hugging Lin Weiwan for a while, Ye Jibai didn't let go. He stretched out his hands and covered Lin Weiwan's expressionless face.

"Xiao Wan, I'm Ji Bai. I'm back. Show me our daughter."

Ye Jibai's voice was hoarse, and their faces were almost stuck together.

A drop of hot tear fell on Lin Weiwan's pale face, and another drop of hot tear fell on Lin Weiwan's lips.

Ye Jibai looked at Lin Weiwan, whose eyes moved slightly, and smiled.

"Xiao Wan gave me a daughter, can I hold her?" Ye Jibai asked again in a hoarse voice.

The handling room was silent for a moment. Xiao Xingjian looked at Lin Weiwan's feet, which were covered with bruises. His face was cold, his hands were clenched into fists in anger, and his lips were tightly pursed.

Old Master Qin's eyes were on the medical bed where Lin Weiwan was lying. He could clearly see that Lin Weiwan was bleeding and it was unknown how badly she was injured.

If I force my little disciple to receive treatment now, he will probably go crazy.