C626 Nangong Han Came

Xuanniang quickly stood up, moving quietly and carefully, following the person with a long sword in her hand, her eyes cold. Inside, in the cradle, Nangong Yu was sleeping soundly, blissfully unaware of the approaching danger.

"Kid, if you want to blame someone, blame your parents for being so ruthless, making you bear this pain," the person said slowly, their voice low and familiar to Xuanniang