Xue Yuheng looked at those clear, deep-blue eyes, and already had his answer.
He withdrew his foot without a flicker of expression and said apologetically, "Sorry, I wasn't paying attention."
Xiao Xiao also nodded in apology, her big eyes curiously sizing up the woman before her.
The perceptive ability of her God-Level Martial Soul let Xiao Xiao sense that this auntie carried a very gentle aura, yet within it hid a sorrow that would not dissolve.
"It's all right." The woman gently shook her head, lowered it, and continued beating the clothes, only her movements had clearly slowed a great deal.
Xue Yuheng tugged Xiao Xiao's hand and said softly, "Auntie, we'd like to ask you about someone. Just now, we saw a group of young masters coming this way. The one leading them was called Dai Huabin. Do you know where they might be going?"
The wooden mallet in the woman's hand suddenly froze. When she raised her head, her face had instantly gone deathly pale. "Dai Huabin? Why are you asking about him? Which direction did he go? Was it north?"
"We have some business with him," Xue Yuheng said mildly. "Seeing how anxious you are, could the person he's looking for be connected to you?"
The woman bit her lip, her fingers twisting tightly together. After hesitating for a moment, she finally said urgently, "The one he's looking for is my daughter, Huo Yuxi..."
Before she had even finished speaking, she could no longer spare any thought for the clothes in the basin. Lifting her skirt, she ran east.
"Auntie, we'll go with you!" Xiao Xiao hurriedly pulled Xue Yuheng along after her, whispering to him as she ran, "Xiao Xue, didn't you say the child of destiny was called Dai Yuhao?"
"But that Dai Huabin is