While Ye Qian was thinking whether the person who had attacked Wu Ping was a martial cultivator, the three children ran around, playing with the elderly.
Right now they were playing seeking, with one having his eyes shut with a hankie while he had to touch someone and so the said person would have to take the place of the blinded fellow.
At that moment, it was Zhimen who was waving around his hands mindlessly in the hope of touching any grandpa, grandma, Xiao Ya or Little Qiqi.
Although it was impossible for him to get hold of the two little girls due to their nimbleness and better stamina, he could only hope of catching hold of any grandpa or grandma.
However, the elderlies, despite being old, were still witty and knew the place very well to give the little fellow a chance.
They would simply move around slowly, making little to no sound, while the laughter was enough to confuse the little fellow even more.
"Zhimen, look to your right!"
