Dong Huiying, holding Wu Wang, slipped into the tent, placed Wu Wang on the mattress, and covered the child with a blanket. Just then, the child turned over, sticking out his little butt, facing her with it, sleeping soundly. Dong Huiying watched, watched on, and for some reason, her heart felt inexplicably soft. She suddenly recalled a speculation their family had before this outing. Yixuan bought the life fruit, there was a high possibility of a getaway with a hitch. By the calculation of time, if this guess was true, the child should be about the same age, right? Suddenly, she patted her face to clear her head a bit. What was she imagining? She shook her head, glanced at the child again, then got up, lifted the curtain, and exited the tent. When she came out, she found that the man outside was gone, and Shujun and the others were also gone, leaving only Zhi Chen and Shu Yu. "Where are they?" she asked in confusion. Zhi Chen said, "It’s not far from here to Balibao, Shujun and the others were anxious about Little Liu’s clues, so they went ahead to Balibao to check it out. As for us, we’ll rest for the night and head out tomorrow." ᴛʜɪs ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀ ɪs ᴜᴘᴅᴀᴛᴇ ʙʏ novel{f}ire.net Dong Huiying nodded, indicating she understood, but afterwards, she seemed absent-minded, lost in thought. At this time, Shu Yu selected a piece of clothing from his clothes, used scissors to cut it open, and somehow produced a pack of needles and thread. Then he took these things into the tent. When he emerged again, he had a small piece of clothing in his hand, clearly intended for a child, based on its size. Shu Yu looked coldly, stuffing the small piece of clothing into the wife’s hand, then frowned and said, "Change it for the kid when he wakes up later. He’s covered in mud, filthy." Dong Huiying gave him a look, he coughed and turned his face away, slightly blushing. She suddenly laughed, "Okay~~" If they ever have their own children, Shu Yu might be a good father, right? Although he is a bit aloof, and often doesn’t mean what he says. Shujun was riding a horse, with a man lying across the horse’s back, the same man who was previously beaten up by Little Wuwang. Earlier, the guys had fed this man some medicine; although his injuries weren’t fully healed, at least he was still breathing and could survive for a while. After the wife went into the tent, the guys gathered around to interrogate the man. At first, he was reluctant to admit anything, but couldn’t withstand their relentless pressing and ended up spilling everything he knew. Now, Shujun led the way on horseback, followed by two other horses—one carrying Lao Si Haoming with a human skin mask, and the other a bewildered-looking Little Wu, Yue Ning. Yue Ning had a dreamlike expression, "Is that child really Yixuan’s?" Shujun frowned, "Not certain yet," they hadn’t informed the wife immediately because they feared it might not be him, leading to false hope. However, Shujun added, "I think there’s a good chance. The child’s eyes resemble the wife’s, the age fits, and the wife has Innate Divine Strength, while the child’s strength is astonishingly great, perhaps it’s inherited?" Yue Ning bit his lip, "Anyway, since the child was abducted in Balibao, his family should be there too. Let’s find them first! Whether he is or not, a meeting will reveal it." Shujun thought the same, while Lao Si, expressionless, earnestly... daydreamed! Thinking about the wife holding that child, Haoming sniffled. He hadn’t had a nosebleed in a long time, yet inexplicably, his heart felt incredibly tender. Child, little child...