"Don't worry Little Yu'er, you're safe with us... if you can't trust my words, then take it from my baby himself..." as Su Meiyao said those words, Zi Yu'er couldn't help but start to have her tears coming out of her eyes, but this time, not due to sadness but rather because of joy, feeling comfort and safety for the first time since she had lost her family from all those years ago.
Seeing the tears on the purple-haired alluring beauty's eyes, not only Su Meiyao, but also her daughters in law and her sworn sisters, along with their respective descendants, whether they are their disciple or daughter, to approach the alluring beauty and start comforting her, the older, more mature ones among this group particularly finding this lady's experience praiseworthy.
