The packrat was still too young to understand what he meant.
She widened her big black eyes and puffed up her pink cheeks.
However, Yun Ran and Mo Beiyuan understood what he meant.
This man was not joking. He was really planning to take her Sweetcake away.
"Mo Beiyuan, leave with Sweetcake and Bun first. I'll stop him."
Yun Ran immediately made a decision and stuffed the Bun in her arms to Mo Beiyuan. She could not let this damn thing take her children away.
"You? What are you? Stop me? Hmm, since when did the Five Nations have so many people who are not afraid of death?"
There was a faint smile in the man's words as if he had just found some time to stare at Yun Ran.
Suddenly, the surrounding black aura began to run amok.
"Who asked you to wear this face? Your lowly bloodline is not worthy of using this face!"
