"Dad! Mom!"
Two successive calls from a child echoed, but the second one sounded slightly muffled, clearly, someone had covered his mouth and nose.
However, his initial cry was enough to draw everyone's attention.
When people turned their heads, they saw a man dressed in Mongolian military uniform holding a boy about eight or nine years old in his arms. The boy's mouth was covered, but he was still struggling mightily.
Immediately following, before anyone had a chance to react, Zhang Sanfeng, who had been standing at the front of the Wudang Sect's ranks, magically appeared in front of the man. The man unconsciously retreated, only to feel a sudden emptiness in his arms. The boy had already been rescued by Zhang Sanfeng.
