Different people saw Xiao Nannan differently.
The weak could see nothing, like Ye Fan. The strong would notice that something was off and find the child exceptionally mysterious, like Jiang Taixu.
Meanwhile, some absolute peak figures might have been able to see that Little Yinyin possessed a Dao Fruit. They certainly wouldn't have known it related to the Werewolf Emperor, but a Dao Fruit was a fairly broad concept and not exclusive to the Werewolf.
If a Great Saint had seen through some of it, they could easily make a reasonable deduction based on the information they had sensed.
Even I, a Great Saint, can't see through her Dao Fruit. Anyone could tell that she was at least at the Great Saint Peak, and most likely connected to a Quasi-Emperor!
Of course, there were special cases like the Black Emperor. Though he had already severed his own cultivation, his extraordinary origins allowed him to discern Little Yinyin's identity as well.
Regarding Little Yinyin, the Black Emperor knew quite a lot. He was certain she was related to a Great Emperor. A little thought was enough to tell him that a Quasi-Emperor's Dao Fruit was not worth the Dead Dog lowering his pride to shamelessly fawn over.
The acting deputy Great Emperor from a hundred thousand years ago had not earned that title for nothing.
"Hello, Grandpa!" Xiao Nannan greeted him obediently.
The Human Demon nodded, then swept his gaze over Qin Sheng, the Black Emperor, Duan De, and the others, lingering on each of them for quite some time.
Such a young Half-Saint—this dog's body—this Daoist seemed fine, but could an ordinary person walk alongside the first two?
The Human Demon understood now. Beidou in this later age was truly full of hidden dragons and crouching tigers, and every junior