3392 Found You

Everyone's vision seemed to be instantly dyed red with a bloody hue. They felt a magnificent streak winding across the sky, accompanied by a cool, fragrant breeze, a terrifyingly beautiful sight.

Upon reaching the North City Gate, Mo Lian gently pulled Qiao Mu closer. Before the fire phoenix even landed, they leaped down, gracefully touching the ground. Their gazes, cold and sharp, swept over the crowd.

Thousands of people were gathered at the North City Gate at that moment. Yet, at this instant, whether commoners or guards, everyone remained silent, not daring to utter a sound. The city gate fell into a profound, still silence.

Mo Lian slightly loosened his grip and whispered, "Here?"

Qiao Mu nodded. With a flick of her fingers, countless black butterflies fluttered away, rustling, heading towards the front of the crowd.

Everyone looked up. The timid ones quickly dodged the butterflies, while the slightly bolder ones squatted on the ground, craning their necks to observe.

A five or six-year-old child, with wide, round eyes, suddenly reached out, wanting to catch a butterfly that flew past her.

Unexpectedly, her mother's face changed. She hurriedly and forcefully slapped the child's soft hand, pulling her back and whispering, "Don't touch it!"

The child's fingers hurt, and she opened her mouth, about to let out a "wah" and cry.

The young mother's face turned pale with fright. She quickly covered the child's mouth with her hand, repeatedly whispering into her ear, "Don't make a sound."

Qiao Mu's gaze fell on the mother and daughter. She frowned slightly and walked over to the young mother.

The young woman's pupils constricted in fear. Just as she was about to kneel in panic, she suddenly felt her arm tighten, being pulled, and her hand was released.

The child's "wah" immediately resounded, making everyone's hearts clench, feeling uneasy.

"Why are you covering her mouth?" Qiao Mu looked displeasedly at the young mother. She looked down and saw that the child's mouth and nose were already slightly red from being covered.

"I'm, I'm sorry," the young woman said, then realized how ridiculous she sounded.

What was she sorry for to this little stoic-faced person in front of her? She was almost scared to death by them! She was just afraid that her child's fussing would displease these powerful individuals and that they would be killed like garbage.

After all, for ordinary people like them, who weren't cultivators, life was extremely fragile.

Qiao Mu reached out and patted the child's head. She tilted her head, thought for a moment, then took out a box of pastries from her inner world and handed it to the crying child.

"Eat this."

Mo Lian followed, almost laughing out loud.

He knew this little one too well. She simply wanted to use food to shut the child up.

After all, the little one had dealt with the noisy little monk the same way before.

This trick almost always worked on children...

Sure enough, the child, with her mouth now full, finally stopped wailing.

Qiao Mu gestured for the young woman to take her child aside, and her gaze continued to search through the crowd.

In just that short time, the crowd at the North City Gate began to disperse to the left and right.

There was no other reason.

The group of black butterflies was swirling around a man in clumps and clusters. The others, seeing this, although they didn't understand what was happening, wisely retreated.

A three-meter square empty space was created in the center, with only the simple-looking man carrying the shoulder pole vigorously waving away the swarm of butterflies flying in front of him.