Recalling the incident that day, the hunter was a little embarrassed.
Despite his bulk, he was no better than a young boy.
Therefore, he swallowed his words just in time.
This child had shown him that a tough appearance did not represent actual strength; similarly, a slender figure was not an indication of incapability.
His attitude toward this child had changed from the initial sympathy to admiration.
He had never expected this boy to have such martial prowess at such a young age. It was both astounding and awe-inspiring.
After finishing his meal, the boy fed goat milk to the baby girl.
His movements were skillful, and his blindness did not stop him from using the spoon to deliver the milk into the baby’s mouth with incredible accuracy.
The baby was very cooperative as well. Throughout the entire process, she merely opened her mouth and drank the milk quietly.
Not long after she had finished the milk, the boy unraveled her swaddling clothes to help her stimulate her bladder.
He seemed to be able to pinpoint the exact moment she peed, and he rarely got his pants wet with her urine.
The hunter’s wife watched with amazement as she cleared the table.
Although she was already used to the boy’s deftness in caring for the baby, she still could not help being awed every time she saw it.
With the boy tending to the baby girl, her help was pretty much unnecessary. All she could do was pass him whatever he needed every now and then.
After the baby had finished relieving herself, she fell asleep contentedly.
Lifting her in his arms, the boy stood up to bring her back to his room when he suddenly remembered that there was another man in there. After thinking for a moment, he changed his mind and resumed his seat under the roof once again.
It was hot outside, but being in the shade of the roof was much cooler.
As much as he enjoyed the coolness, he still tucked the baby girl snugly in his arms to protect her from the wind.
…
It was already the next day when Long Yang came to.
He vaguely remembered how he had fallen from the cliff the day before.
He was close to reaching the bottom, and perhaps because of that, he let his guard down and stepped on a severely eroded rock, which gave way and sent him falling.
As for what happened after that, he could not remember.
A quick scan of his surroundings told him that he had probably been rescued by someone living near the escarpment.
He got out of the bed, relieved to see that he was still wearing his own clothes.
He could hear the owner of the house feeding their poultry in the yard, but other than that, there was no other sound.
When he opened the door and walked out, he was greeted by the sight of a boy sitting with his back to him.
The boy was dressed in a drab tunic, just like any other farm boy.
He remained seated, facing away from him, and he neither turned nor stood up at the sound of Long Yang’s footsteps.
Frowning, he stepped forward to ask about Ji’er and Chu Qi’s whereabouts, but when he drew he caught sight of the infant in the boy’s arms.
The infant was dressed in ordinary clothes as well, but her face was remarkably lovely.
Her tiny mouth was stretched into a yawn, indicating that she had just woken up. She seemed to have spotted him just then, and she stared at him unblinkingly with her dark, sparkling eyes.
All of a sudden, Long Yang’s gaze froze on her face, and his hands started to shake.
At first glance, he had merely noticed how exceptionally beautiful the baby was, but upon closer inspection…
Was that not his daughter, Yaoyao?
No, it was not Yaoyao. Yaoyao was in the palace.
However, this child looked exactly like her.
When the hunter’s wife returned from feeding the poultry in the backyard, she saw the man whom her husband had brought back yesterday standing behind the boy, staring at the baby girl in his arms with bloodshot eyes.
