An Yan was sound asleep in the room.
Xue An and his daughters, Xue Xiang and Nian Nian, were outside scoping out the situation.
"Daddy, Mommy seems to have fallen asleep!" Xiang Xiang whispered in a low voice.
"It's not 'seems,' she definitely has. I can even hear Mommy's snoring!" Nian Nian said.
Xue An nodded, "You two wait here, don't go anywhere, understand?"
The two little girls nodded in unison.
Xue An tip-toed into the room.
Although it was freezing outside, the room was heated by an ancient warming technology known as "火龙," and he felt the warmth engulfing him as he stepped inside.
Xue An walked to the bedside, looked closely for a moment, then gently placed his hand on the ring An Yan was wearing.
Light flickered.
Xue An opened the Mustard Seed Ring and, with great speed, took out a huge box from it.
The light faded.
Xue An, holding the box, was about to turn around and leave.
An Yan murmured and turned over in her sleep.
