Murong Fu arched an eyebrow, secretly thinking that Yan Ying lived up to her reputation as the needle that threads the eye—she had grasped his intentions with pinpoint accuracy.
"My son, rest easy! With me here, neither you nor your mother will be harmed by anyone!" Murong Fu did not even turn around. With a gentle wave of his hand, Jue Tian felt an invisible force lift him into the air.
"How about it? Do I now have reason to protect them?" Murong Fu looked at Jue Xin and Po Jun, chuckling.
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