Jun Moyan held the little one in his arms upright, supporting the little one's small bottom with one hand and holding the little one's back with the other, letting the little one lie on his shoulder. Then, he looked at Ais slowly and steadily, with no emotion in his eyes.
That gaze seemed to resolve Ais's confusion, but also seemed not to.
Ais just smiled, not sure if he had gotten the answer, but he didn't ask further.
A moment later, he asked another question, "That person won't come back, right?"
The person he referred to was neither human nor ghost, an unknown crow master, the one whose face he never saw, only a mask, Nie Jiuque.
"Don't worry." Jun Moyan replied faintly.
Ais then didn't ask further questions.
Ais played with the little one for a while, and soon, dozens of black-clad bodyguards came in carrying box after box.
Among these bodyguards, some were Ais's men, and some were Jun Moyan's men.
