Mo Beiyuan swooped down, immediately drawing everyone's attention to him.
The man was dressed in a black brocade robe embroidered with golden beast totems. His black hair was tied up with a silver crown inlaid with jade. His face was really handsome and peerless.
But when everyone saw purple eyes, their expressions changed drastically.
Even the mercenaries who were about to besiege Yun Ran froze in place.
It was him!
"Ghost… Lord… Lord Yuan! It's Lord Yuan!"
"Why is he here?"
… .
Sweetcake also saw her father and waved her arms in Thunder's arms, asking for a hug.
"Daddy, Daddy… hug…"
During this period of time, the little girl liked to stick to her father even more.
When he was in the residence, if she could lie in her father's arms, she would never come down and walk by herself.
Mo Beiyuan doted on her. He strode over and took her from Thunderbolt's arms. Compared to the helplessness he'd felt the first time he'd held a child, he was now quite skilled.
