Despite his efforts to conceal his whereabouts, Ji Mofan knew it was only a matter of time before he was discovered.
Because he couldn't sense any fluctuations of power from the other party at all.
In this situation, either the other party is an ordinary person, or the other party's strength far exceeds his comprehension.
Judging from the current situation, the answer is clearly the latter.
Little Ji Mo Fan, who was being held in that person's hand, was still half asleep and hadn't figured out what was going on. He was rubbing his eyes and muttering questions.
"Uncle, why are you grabbing me? I'm all skin and bones, I'm not tasty."
"Go to sleep, why are you talking so much nonsense?" The strange man didn't seem to have much patience, and he shook the child so hard that he smacked him.
But clearly, this simple and crude action did nothing to soothe the child. Instead of continuing to close his eyes quietly in this uncomfortable position as he had hoped, Xiao Jimo Fan was shaken even more awake.
"How can I sleep if you're holding me like this..." the child said slowly, sounding dizzy from being shaken.
"If you're going to raise a child like this, you might as well just strangle him right now and be done with it," Ji Mofan couldn't help but sigh.
It wasn't that he was cruel to his illusionary self, but rather that he genuinely lacked the power to rescue his younger self from the other party's clutches.
If you can't save them, at least don't let them be abused in front of you.
"You're good at raising kids?" The man finally turned around.
Under the dim moonlight tonight, the moment Ji Mofan saw the other person's face, he felt as if his blood had turned cold.
The grotesque Nuo mask was placed on his face, and it looked extremely familiar.
—It's the same one that Ji Mofan saw on Wang Shu at Qianhelou not long ago.
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