The middle-aged man was so flustered by Lou Fei'Er's sharp words that, for a moment, this man who had lived for over a thousand years, seemed a bit embarrassed.
Then, the middle-aged man slightly furrowed his brows.
"Did you bring Xu Xin out yesterday during the day?" the middle-aged man asked in a low voice.
"Yeah." Lou Fei'Er leaned against the tree trunk beside her, scratching her head in some frustration. "I came out this time to see if you've arrived, to tell you not to keep waiting out there. At least for now, we can't bring Xu Xin out again."
"This... what about my son..."
The man's concern turned to chaos, and he was already looking anxious.
