Duan Mu rushed to attack the moment he sensed a movement. However, the moment he saw the person, his feet froze, his eyes widening in disbelief.
In the distance stood a middle aged woman, her face showing slight traces of fear. Behind the woman, there stood Xu Shan, a calm smirk on his lips.
"And here I thought, it would be a beautiful happy reunion," Xu Shan stated. "Why are you pointing a sword at your dear mother?"
Duan Mu stood still, his eyes still finding it hard to believe. He even wondered if this was an illusion or a clone, but the moment he looked into his mother's eyes, he could feel that she was real.
All this time, he had thought that she was killed. And now she was standing before him.
"Run away! Don't care about m-" Before Duan Mu could reach, her mother exclaimed. However, before she could finish her sentence, Xu Shan waved his hand, closing the woman's mouth with his aura.
