Having left the Ancient Building, it was already noon.
Lin Zishuang led them around the village, familiarizing them with the numerous traps she had set up and cautioning them to be careful.
The next day, after breakfast, Zhuo Junyue decided to have the group leave first.
The little dumpling's big eyes brimmed with tears, trying not to cry but unable to hold back.
His appearance nearly broke Ningyan's heart.
An An's tears kept flowing as she wiped her face with her small hands, "Mommy, you can go, I will listen to grandma."
Thinking about how she had never been away from her side for so long, knowing An An would be here learning for three years.
Ningyan felt uncomfortable inside, but for An An's future, she had no choice but to leave her here.
She was already somewhat different from ordinary people, Ningyan truly feared that as she grew up, seeing more of those things would shorten her life.
As a mother, she really just wanted her child to grow up safe and sound.
