Yun Ran stood up and carried the frightened packrat.
"Sweetcake, be good. It's okay."
Yun Ran knew that the packrat felt wronged.
She felt that she had done a good deed, but she did not expect that the women she had saved would bite back.
They had attacked her father like madmen!
"It's not Sweetcake's fault. Mother knows."
Yun Ran was coaxing the little packrat.
Mo Beiyuan's expression was not good either. Just now, those women had rushed over to kill him like crazy. Naturally, he would not just stand there and let them kill him!
He used his demonic qi to send all the women flying.
Then, he called over the guards of the Demon Lord's Palace to detain the women again.
The packrat lay on Yun Ran's lap with her head lowered. It was obvious that she was unhappy.
Mo Beiyuan walked over and shouted, "Sweetcake."
