Duan Yanran held her daughter, looking at her husband, and didn't say a word, just accompanied him.
The couple didn't know what else they could say at this point. They had exhausted all possible solutions, even racking their brains was useless.
Ling Muyao was still asleep, and Ling Tianyu hadn't thought of anything until his son woke up. They started playing; although this was an empty world, there were still many places to play, even flying in the air.
It could be considered a way to relax.
"Let's take him back to the Pill Pavilion first," Duan Yanran suggested, "We can return at night. We can just go to the secret room."
"With the security of the secret room, no one will discover us."
Duan Yanran looked at the environment here; it wasn't very good. There wasn't much to eat either, but at least they could cook something if they went back.
