Seeing the pink-haired little girl being taken away by a group of crude golden-armored knights, Mengxi's heart was undoubtedly extremely upset. However, she was indeed powerless. After Bai Yanluo's arrival, Mengxi was well aware that she could no longer take action.
The only thing she could do was perhaps express her dissatisfaction through words:
"She's not just some little girl…."
"..."
Hearing Mengxi's emotional words, Bai Yanluo couldn't help but pause for a moment, thoughtfully looking at the pink-haired girl's figure,
"This? Do you value that child so much?"
"Yes, she's important to me."
"Sigh, it's just going to the imperial capital, and it's not like she's doing anything. There's no need to be so anxious, right?"
Bai Yanluo said with some confusion, while slowly walking forward and draping her cloak over Mengxi's shoulders,
