Xin He smiled lightly and touched Ah Guai's face, "Mother knows."
Mu Houchu stood to one side, his expression somber. Because his demeanor was too cold, bystanders hardly dared to speak.
The coachmen and attendants accompanying them were actually martial experts from Mu Houchu's secret guard, who were currently in disguise. Noticing Mu Houchu's gloomy presence, all of them intuitively understood that their master was in an exceptionally bad mood, so they tried their best to lay low.
Xin He handed Ah Guai over to Mu Houchu, saying, "Take good care of Ah Guai. If she misses me, try to comfort her and stop scowling."
Ah Guai looked up at Mu Houchu with red eyes and sniffled, "Mother, don't worry. If Father is sad, Ah Guai will comfort him." As she spoke, she reached up with her tiny hand to touch Mu Houchu's face in an attempt to soothe him.
Everyone was silent: your father isn't just sad, he's on the verge of fury.