To the side, Di Tou was still standing, staring blankly in the sky. Since Qin He had entered the front courtyard of the Wang family residence, he hadn't moved a single inch, or even moved his head, but if one looked closely, they would notice that despite his stoic apperance and lack of movements, since the first moment Wang Jing Hua had started crying, his pupils had shifted to the corners of his eyes, looking as if they were about to break out, staring directly at Qin He's back. Rolling this way and that, his pupils looked like they had the force to tumble over his entire person, but alas, no matter how he stared, his body didn't move and his mind wasn't clear.