"Son, you..." Bai Wanru bit her chopsticks and complained pitifully, "You're the perfect example of a son who forgets his mother once he finds a little vixen!"
Singled out, Ning Ke tilted his head.
To Lou Yunxiao, he looked utterly adorable.
Softening inside despite his reserved exterior, Lou Yunxiao said, "Be good and eat. Ignore that old woman."
Ning Ke immediately buried his head in his food.
All the while, he had to hold back his laughter as Bai Wanru wailed across the table.
In the end, Bai Wanru tearfully ate half a bucket of rice, then went back to her room to rest.
That night, Lou Yunxiao sat cross-legged on the bed, entered a meditative state, and extended his divine sense over all of Red River City.
Ning Ke lay beside his legs, leaning against him with a yawn.
He could feel how vast and powerful Lou Yunxiao's spiritual energy was, as boundless as an ocean.
It was also completely free of impurities and exceptionally condensed.
He remembered that, during the day, Lou Yunxiao had only used his flying sword to carry the mother and daughter.
He himself had flown through the air unaided.
That meant his strength had surpassed Integration.
And judging by what Ning Ke sensed now, he had probably already reached the Tribulation Stage.
He was an absolute powerhouse!
And one without the slightest trace of demonic energy.
Meanwhile, Lou Yunxiao's mother, who was outside, could forge divine artifacts, so naturally, she had also reached the Tribulation Stage.
Red River City was probably safer than other places because these two were protecting it.
During history lessons at the Sword Sect, Ning Ke had learned just how chaotic the world was in this era.
The mountains, forests, rivers, and seas belonged to the Demon Clan, while