The old man in front of him was wearing a bald head, wearing a gray coat, holding a child in one hand, and a nine-section bamboo crutch in the other hand. There was a gourd tied to the bamboo crutch. The old man exuded a powerful pressure and momentum all over his body, looking like a Buddhist, but the powerful momentum made the captivating pressure and made him look less like a Buddhist.

"Who is the one who is here? Why are you here?" Yuwen Yi asked.

"I'm sending your child back."

Tang Ning looked at him and handed the child in his arms to him, saying, "This is the child I saved, and it is also the child of your Yuwen family's third bedroom. I want him to grow up safely. If something happens to this child in your Yuwen family, then you Yuwen family must also be prepared to be buried with him!"

Hearing this, Yu Wenyi was shocked. She looked at the child who was holding him, then looked at the old man in front of her and asked, "Who can you ask?"

"You don't have to worry about who I am, just remember what I said." Tang Ning said, and his figure swept back and reached the wall. She waved her hand to remove the barrier and turned to the night. Only the sound was still echoing in Yuwenyi's ears.

“Wow…”

The child started crying, and the baby's crying instantly spread in the night, which made the people in the mansion slightly stunned.

Where did the children come from?

Following the sound, someone came over and saw that it was the crying of the baby from the ancestral yard. He was even more surprised. The head of the Yuwen family came over when he heard the news. After entering the yard, he saw his ancestor sitting at the table holding the child, and couldn't help but ask: "Ancestor, where did the child come from?"

"This is the child from the third room." Yu Wenyi said, looking at the child in her arms, thinking of the mysterious old man, and told him about the matter with a slightly condensed expression.

When the head of the Yuwen family heard this, he was slightly shocked: "The other party's pressure is so powerful? Who is the strong man? Do I want me to order someone to inquire?"

"The bald old man had Buddhist beads wrapped around his hands and nine-section bamboo crutches. There was a gourd tied to the bamboo crutches. It looked like a Buddhist, but his whole body was not very similar. You secretly asked someone to inquire about it and see if you can find out who this person is."

Yuwen Yi said, frowned, looked at the child in her arms, and said, "Since this child is the only child in the third room, you can continue to give him care and raise him." Before he could finish, he reminded him again: "Be sure to let him grow up safely, and no accidents will happen."

"Yes." The head of the Yuwen family responded, stepped forward to take the child, and then retreated.

On the other side, Tang Ning went back to the inn to rest, and the next morning, he called Zeppel over.

"Master." Zeppelhe bowed, wondering what the master called him early in the morning.

"I sent Yuwen Han back last night. Their family will definitely investigate my origin. You can deal with this matter so that they can't find out." Tang Ning explained, knowing that her apprentice is of good origin and that there are family forces everywhere. Therefore, it would be best to leave such a thing to him.

Listening to this, Zeppelhe smiled and replied: "Yes." He bowed and turned around and left the inn and walked towards the property in the city.
Chapter completed!