"Huh?!"
In Snow Burial Valley, a snow demon child as exquisite as a carved jade doll spotted the Green-Skinned Little Gourd in the center of the tents from afar. Excitement lit up the child's face as they ran over and reached down to pick it up.
But unexpectedly-
Hum!
The Little Gourd trembled slightly, its tightly sealed mouth suddenly opening. A tall, athletic young man emerged.
"Ah?!"
The snow demon child jumped in fright and hastily backed away several steps. Only after recognizing his face did the child relax, beaming with delight. "I know you! You're Her Majesty's future husband, Brother Xue Mo!"
Lin Mo smiled, but the smile slowly faded.
Snow demons were enemies of humanity. Those not of one's race were bound to harbor different hearts; by rights, he ought to kill this child.
Yet looking at the snow demon child before him, who appeared not even ten years old, he truly found it hard to bring himself to do it.
The Snow Demon Tribe was unlike the Tai Sui Gate-not guilty of heinous crimes. This snow demon child had probably never even seen a human. How innocent a life would be lost if the child died for that?
Whoosh!
With a casual sweep of his hand, Lin Mo put the Treasure Gourd into the Seven-Colored Conch Shell. Then, after a moment's hesitation, he turned his hand over and took out an ordinary copper coin, offering it to the snow demon child. "Here, toss this on the ground and let's see what fate has in store for you," he said softly.
"If it lands heads up, Heaven means to save you. If it lands tails up, then that is simply your destined end... go on."
Only half understanding, the snow demon child gave Lin Mo a timid glance,