250 I’m Not A Weak Little White Flower
Yun Ran could only use a white lie to coax the little packrat first.
The packrat was very obedient and sensible. She knew that her father was very busy, so she did not make a fuss about wanting her father anymore.
Xuanyuan Yu put away the sword in his hand and entered the room. When he met Sweetcake’s big black eyes, his heart softened.
He stretched out his arms towards the little packrat, and the little packrat threw herself into his arms.
Xuanyuan Yu carried Sweetcake out of the room, but Yun Ran didn’t pay much attention to it.
She stayed in the house. Now that Xuanyuan Yu and Mo Beiyuan were not around, the mother and daughter could continue to communicate.
Yun Ran said, “Since I have your blood in me, I can’t stay out of the Bai family’s matters. In addition, Yun Zhiyuan and his family are not only your enemies but also mine. I naturally have to take revenge.”
Bai Wan shook her head at her and wrote on the paper, “This matter is very dangerous. Don’t get involved.”
Yun Ran wondered, “Is it dangerous? Is it more dangerous than killing zombies?”
She didn’t think so!
“You might have some misunderstanding about me. I’m not a delicate and weak little white flower.”
Yun Ran felt that perhaps her face was too deceptive.
Then, she asked a few more questions. “Where’s your spiritual root? Who dug it up?”
Bai Wan did not hide it from her and wrote down Yun Zhiyuan’s name.
Yun Ran nodded and pursed her lips. She clicked her tongue. ���Is there something wrong with their family? Why do they always like to snatch other people’s spiritual roots? I understand. I’ll think of a way to help you snatch your spiritual root back first.”
Of course, he had to pay back what he owed others.
Bai Wan wrote, “I only hope that you can be safe and not put yourself in danger for me.”
After reading what she had written, Yun Ran replied, “Oh, then you’ve overestimated the trash of the Yun family. I’ve never taken those things seriously.”
Yun Ran’s voice was faint, revealing an innate confidence.
Previously, she had placed all her attention on the two little packrats and had yet to free her hands to deal with the Yun family, allowing them to jump around like a few clowns for a longer time.
As for how to snatch Bai Wan’s spiritual root back, Yun Ran’s idea was very simple and crude. She could just capture Yun Zhiyuan and bring him back.
After all, when Yun Zhiyuan dug out their spiritual roots, he did not ask if they were willing!
When Yun Ran left, she did not see her little packrat and Xuanyuan Yu, so she asked the secret guards near the courtyard.
“Where’s Sweetcake? Where did Xuanyuan Yu take her to play?”
The secret guard in charge of protecting Sweetcake replied, ��Emperor Wu’an took Sweetcake out for a walk and didn’t let us follow him. He said… He said that he thought of our Master when he saw us.”
Yun Ran was speechless.
Even the secret guards of the Yuan Mansion were not pleasing to Xuanyuan Yu’s eye. There was no need to go that far!
Yunran knew that Xuanyuan Yu’s cultivation level was not low, to begin with, and he had brought many of his own secret guards with him. Now, she did not have to worry about the little packrat encountering any danger.
She went to see Mo Beiyuan.
She did not know how deep that sword wound was.
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On the other side, Xuanyuan Yu led the top secret guards of Wu’an to the Prime Minister’s Estate in the East Continent with the little packrat in his arms.
“Later, you just need to point with your little finger and tell Grandfather who bullied you and Mother.”
“Is Grandfather going to take Sweetcake to fight the big bad egg?”
The packrat held the candied hawthorn that she had just bought on the street in her hand. Her big black eyes suddenly lit up.