Not a Nanny

Yun Chuan had chosen to save the mother and daughter purely because they had been lucky enough to run into danger right in front of him.

Since he had seen it, he did not mind lending a hand to save them.

In other words, if the mother and daughter had encountered danger somewhere else rather than right before his eyes, he would not have bothered. After all, war was raging everywhere throughout Sky River City, and the dead and wounded numbered in the tens of millions. If he really went around saving them one by one, what a hassle that would be.

Some people might think him cold-blooded.

But he was neither related to them nor acquainted with them, so why should he deliberately save them? Being able to save the people before him was already good enough.

The greater the ability, the greater the responsibility—such high-sounding rhetoric meant nothing to him. He did not want to be a savior, nor did he plan to be a hero. He was merely a passerby.

Still, as the saying went, if you saved someone, you saw it through to the end.

Since he had chosen to save the mother and daughter, he might as well follow through.

Looking at them, Yun Chuan casually set up a protective barrier around them, enough to escort them safely to the Military Camp.

After watching the mother and daughter walk away,

Yun Chuan turned his gaze toward the missile frozen in midair, a glint of gold flashing through his eyes.

In an instant, the missile abruptly turned and shot high into the sky, streaking back in the direction it had come from.

A moment later, a thunderous explosion rang out in the sky.

Boom! Boom!

A small warship exploded into a brilliant burst of fire!

Elsewhere.