Feng Jiu glanced at Xuanyuan Mo Ze and thought that he was too hard on Hao'er. After all, Hao'er was just a child. But since he had already said that, she didn't say anything and just smiled, moving Hao'er to sit on a chair next to her.
"Hao'er, sit here. Wait a moment, Mother will help you get some food."
When Hao'er heard this, he smiled happily and said, "Mm hmm, Hao'er will also help Mother get some food."
"What a good boy, Hao'er." Feng Jiu stroked his soft little face, praising him.
Not far away, Elder Mei, who was bringing over the dishes, saw this scene and felt a pang of sadness in his heart. The little master grew up with the Ghost Doctor and Hell's Lord, and they were like family to him. He wondered if Hao'er would be unwilling to get close to his biological parents if he met them in the future.
His master there had sent them a message, but he had no idea when they would come to visit.
