Su Han's two children were only three years old by nominal age and certainly qualified to be here and perceive.
Not far from Su Han's gaze, four figures sat there.
Among them, two were women, Xiao Yuhui and Xiao Yuran.
The other two appeared to be about a meter tall, both children, one with long hair, black as ink, and even somewhat striking to the eye.
The other sported short hair, standing upright but a bit mischievous. While Xiao Yuhui and the other two closed their eyes, his large eyes stealthily opened, constantly shifting around.
Xiao Yuran and Xiao Yuhui were clearly also perceiving together. Although the Innate Holy Monument was of no use to them, they at least needed to set an example for the children.
The boy's large pupils moved, and his face bore a mischievous smile, seemingly undetected and altogether feeling a sense of accomplishment.
He grew bolder, even turning his body backwards.
