Nibbling on Brother’s Toes

Upon seeing Meng Zhizhen wake up, Wanwan immediately turned her head to find Xia Zhihuai.

As soon as she spotted him, she beamed a radiant smile and ran to his side, embracing his legs.

“Brother, I brought Aunt Meng back,” Wanwan happily exclaimed, gently nuzzling her head against Xia Zhihuai’s legs.

Meanwhile, Xia Zhihuai… first lowered his head to glance at the protective talisman in his hand, which did not ignite. Excellent, Wanwan was the genuine Wanwan.

Calmly, he tucked the talisman into his pocket and bent down to lift Wanwan up. “Are you hurt?”

“No,” Wanwan replied, holding onto his neck. But as soon as she turned her head, she met the gaze of several lost souls behind Xia Zhihuai.

Oops, she had forgotten that there were still a few lost souls to be sent back.

Wanwan yawned and patted Xia Zhihuai’s shoulder. “Brother, we need to send them back.”