Mother, Where Are You?

Xiao Xiao sensed the suspicion in Xiao Yan's tone and immediately cried out:

"Daddy doesn't want us anymore! Daddy doesn't want us anymore!"

When the other three heard her, they started shouting as well.

Xiao Yan inexplicably felt guilty.

Xiao Huo suddenly said, "It's okay. We still have another daddy. If he doesn't want us, then so be it. We don't want our real daddy either."

Another daddy?

Xiao Yan shuddered... Impossible. Absolutely impossible. How could Xiao Meng...

"By the way, where did Daddy go? Our other daddy."

"Huh? We don't know. He didn't tell us."

Xiao Yan did his best to restrain himself and make his expression gentler.

"Does your other daddy always wear a Monocle? Did your mother tell you to listen to him?"

"How did you know?" Xiao Yi asked in surprise.

Xiao Yan breathed a sigh of relief... So it really was Amon... If it was Amon, then it was not strange. Xiao Meng really might have entrusted the children to him.

Clang...

A melodious bell rang out. The world seemed to lose its color as an indescribable torrent surged down, enveloping the surroundings.

Possessing the Heavenly Tomb, Xiao Yan clearly sensed the change in the flow of time this time. Time in this area had accelerated!

To the point that everything around them seemed frozen... No, it was not reality that had accelerated, only their minds.

He had experienced this feeling before—when Xiao Meng was on the verge of death in the Soul Hall, and Amon appeared!

He looked to his side. At some point, a man wearing a Pointed Soft Hat, a Classical Robe, and a Monocle over his right eye had appeared there, smiling at him.

"Amon, are these Xiao Meng's children?"

"Didn't they already say so themselves? There is no doubt that