That is the Thunder Chess Piece he left on Tuoba Long.
Now...
Casually floating.
What it implies is self-evident.
Underneath Xi Xi's Little Bull Demon Mask, she couldn't help but grit her teeth, grinding and creaking, exuding a murderous aura.
Li Che held Xi Xi's hand, taking a step forward and instantly appearing at a battlefield where the aura had been erased.
Here is an enormous deep pit, washed by rainwater, pooling stagnant and muddy rainwater.
The edge of the deep pit is lined with cracks, and lingering Divine Aura remains, indistinct and inexplicable.
Even after a clean-up, traces of the aura stubbornly persist.
Xi Xi stood at the edge of the water pit, her small body slightly trembling.
"Daddy..."
Li Che seemed to sense the tremble and sadness in his daughter's voice.
He extended his broad palm, pressing it on the little girl's head as if pushing her head into her neck.
"Don't be so sad."
"With Daddy here, there's no need for sadness."
