She nervously stretched out a foot. The moment she stepped out of Winter City, Little Wolf was still tucked away safely in her space, not having emerged.

Yu An let out a huge sigh of relief. Just as she was about to call Ao Si and the others over to leave, Ao Si asked belatedly, "Hall Master, what about Lord Han and the young master? I don’t think I’ve seen them at all."

"They’re staying in Winter City. We’ll bring them along when we go back, after we’ve found everyone else."

"I see," Ao Si said with a nod. "Hall Master, you should get in the carriage. It’s a long way from here to Qing City."

Qing City was on the very outskirts of the Endless Land. Even traveling nonstop, day and night, the journey would take more than ten days.

Upon learning it would take so long, Yu An decisively abandoned the idea of the carriage. She didn’t have the others ride their horses either, instead pulling out the stripped-down food cart.

Beastmen and horses would get tired, but the cart wouldn’t. The cart from her space had an infinite range; it only needed one person to drive while the others rested.

The horses suddenly vanished, replaced by three strange-looking vehicles. Ao Si and the others jumped in surprise. After a brief explanation from Yu An, they immediately started learning how to use them.

The guards were all quick learners and picked it up fast. Driving undeniably saved a lot of energy, and their speed never faltered.

Ao Si clicked his tongue in amazement. In his hands, the cart practically flew!

Meanwhile, Tian Shu was hurrying toward the Divine Mountain.

Lu Lu had sent a vine to follow him, and Little One was floating by his side. It occasionally got distracted by the passing scenery, but it would always quickly catch up to Tian Shu.

Tian Shu didn’t know whether to be happy or sad. Having help was great, but he was constantly worried that a bolt of lightning would strike him down at any moment, frying him to a crisp.

Fortunately, Little One hadn’t unleashed any lightning so far and seemed to be in a good mood. As long as he didn’t get any funny ideas, he probably wouldn’t be struck.

Tian Shu composed himself and began to consider how to kill Tian Fu.

The fact that the Young Master had sent him meant he was capable in his own right. Moreover, the Young Master had given him some trump-card treasures to ensure a swift, fatal blow, leaving no witnesses.

With this in mind, Tian Shu mentally took stock of the tools at his disposal. And that wasn’t even counting the help from the Heavenly Punishment and the vine.

The people on the Divine Mountain were a mix of the family’s guards and Beastmen. The Young Master had already bribed the family members, so Tian Shu wasn’t worried that Tian Fu would have too many helpers when the fighting began.

As for the Beastmen, all he needed was for the Cloud Beast to call down some heavenly lightning and say a few words about Tian Fu being an impostor. The ignorant Beastmen would naturally turn and help him instead.

While Yu An was on the road, Mo Yan had already met with his aunt, Mo Yan, and his two uncles-by-marriage.

The three of them lived in a village outside Qing City. Mo Yan couldn’t leave the city, but by a stroke of luck, Mo Yan and Han Fengyun came into Qing City to buy supplies and happened to see Little Serpent being held by someone while buying candied fruit skewers.

Mo Yan froze on the spot. The little boy looked exactly like Mo Yan had as a child. She thought she must be seeing things, but after looking again and again, she was sure her eyes weren’t deceiving her.

"How can that be... He looks just like Xiao Yan..."

"A yuan, what is it?"

Han Fengyun stopped, puzzled. "What are you looking at? Is there something you want to buy?"

He and Han Xiaoyun didn’t get along; nine times out of ten, their conversations would devolve into bickering and insults. But that didn’t stop them from working together to give Mo Yan a good life.

One of them hunted to earn money while the other took care of the chores at home. Mo Yan’s biggest daily dilemma was deciding what to eat and what to buy.

Every few days, Han Fengyun would go into the city with Mo Yan to buy supplies. It was a rare chance for the two of them to spend time together, and he cherished it.

Han Xiaoyun wanted to come along, too, but his skeletal frame was too frightening, so he could only stay behind and mind the house.

Mo Yan stared in a daze. "That child... he looks just like Xiao Yan did when he was little. He’s the spitting image."

Han Fengyun looked over as well. Though he’d never seen Mo Yan as a child, Little Serpent and Mo Yan looked very similar. Anyone who had seen them both would notice the resemblance immediately.

"He really does look like Xiao Yan. A yuan, An’an was already pregnant when they left. If you think about it, the little snake cub and that child should be about the same age. Why don’t we go and ask?"

The person holding the child wasn’t Mo Yan, but he could be a friend of Mo Yan’s.

Not wanting to miss any news about her family, Mo Yan walked over with Han Fengyun.

With his Female Mother and Beast Father nowhere in sight, Little Serpent asked for ten candied fruit skewers all at once. The guard holding him promptly paid, and the little fellow gleefully hugged his skewers and started munching.

"Brother guard, you have one too. One for you, one for me, and some for the other guards. Everyone gets one."

The guard was flattered and quickly accepted. Little Serpent seized the chance to ask, "Brother guard, can I ask you for a favor?"

"Fourth Young Master, please, ask away. As long as it’s within my power."

Having accepted the "bribe," the guard naturally agreed without hesitation.

"Don’t tell my Beast Father," Little Serpent said, blinking his eyes. "He doesn’t let me eat too many sweets, or he’ll spank me. And it really, really hurts."

Mo Yan and Han Fengyun arrived just in time to hear this. Han Fengyun chuckled. "This little fellow is just like Xiao Li was as a kid. Xiao Li was always wheedling Old Han for candy."

The "Old Han" he was talking about was Housekeeper Han. Housekeeper Han would always promise Han Fengyun he would strictly forbid Little Haili from eating sweets, but behind his back, he could never resist giving in to Little Haili’s requests.

The two of them thought they were being very secretive, but how could Han Fengyun not have known?

He turned a blind eye to it. As long as the boy wasn’t making a meal out of candy, he let them be.

Mo Yan had been in a semi-conscious state during Han Li’s childhood and hadn’t been a part of it. Han Xiaoyun, his actual father, hadn’t been involved at all. Both of them loved hearing Han Fengyun tell stories about Han Li’s early years.

Han Fengyun was happy to oblige, as it was also a way to grow closer to Mo Yan. After all, he was the main person to blame, so he could only do his best to make amends.

The guard was about to take Little Serpent home when the pair blocked his path.

Just as he was about to walk around them, Han Fengyun stopped him and asked politely, "Excuse me, young man. Is that your child you’re holding?"

The guard snapped, "If he’s not my kid, is he yours?"

He didn’t know what Han Fengyun was trying to do. The chances of someone snatching a child off the street in broad daylight were slim, but not zero.

His grip on Little Serpent tightened. Little Serpent also sensed a hint of danger and stopped munching on his candied fruit.

Up close, Mo Yan was even more convinced that the child looked like Mo Yan. Seeing the guard’s obvious misunderstanding, she quickly said, "I’m sorry, my husband just thinks the boy looks a lot like someone we know."

"Zaizai," she said, looking at Little Serpent, "what is your Beast Father’s name? Is it Mo Yan?"

The wariness in Little Serpent’s eyes faded a little. His Beast Father had told him they didn’t know anyone here. Since these two people knew his Beast Father, could they have come from the Beastman Continent or the Beast God Continent?

"Who are you?" he retorted instead of answering. "First, state your names and your relationship with my Beast Father."