The young man wasn't sure if his eyes were deceiving him, but he seemed to see...tears in his brother's eyes...
The man gazed deeply at the two people embracing each other, then reached out his hand, trying to grab the young man, wishing to take him away together.
The young man was startled, "Sister."
He shouted, turned, and ran away.
In an instant, he transformed into a wisp of white smoke and slipped into Wen Xiao'ai's little bell.
Wen Xiao'ai heard the young man's call, immediately let go of Jun Moyan, glanced at the bell on her wrist, then turned to look at the man.
"What do you want?!"
Was he going to hurt Baozi?
"..."
The man looked at Wen Xiao'ai, who was questioning him with vigilance, and slowly withdrew his hand.
Jun Moyan couldn't see the young man, nor hear his voice, so he didn't know what had happened.
Seeing the man's actions, recalling his earlier words filled with hatred, saying he was his enemy, Jun Moyan thought the man was going to harm him.
