Ji Zan couldn't be bothered to say anything to Fu Shinan and ran into the distance with an ashen face.
Following Ji Zan's gaze, Fu Shinan was confused at first, then shocked. Not far away, there was a small person with curly hair and wearing suspenders lying quietly in the ruins. He was holding a Rubik's cube in his right hand. This was none other than Ji Zan's nephew, Xiao Chang 'an!
Fu Shinan quickly followed him, but Ji Zan had already reached out and picked Xiao Chang 'an up.
As Ji Zan's large hand pressed against Xiao Changan's wrist, Fu Shinan's breath grew tense. She asked, "How's the child?"
After a good half-minute, Ji Zan finally removed his hand, and his previously gloomy expression had visibly softened. He said, "It seems like he fainted from exhaustion." His fingers, with prominent knuckles, emitted a faint green light, spreading across Xiao Changan's body.
Fu Shinan looked bewildered and asked, "What is this...?"
