The guards quickly stepped forward to the crowd, handing the child over to Di Mingjue, "Third Master, the child is safe and sound!"
Gu Qibao instantly burst into tears, hurriedly taking Di Yimo into her arms and kissing her repeatedly.
"Where's my second brother? What about Yiru and Wushuang!" Di Mingjue grabbed the guard's hand excitedly.
A group of guards immediately moved forward to protect the crowd as they retreated.
Everyone's hearts clenched again, was this truly unharmed or...?
While being shielded by the guards, they kept looking back, filled with immense hope.
Indeed, their hope wasn't in vain. Soon, a guard rushed out of the lounge, bent over, moving swiftly forward, holding a baby in pink clothes.
"It's Yiru!" Di Mingjue shouted aloud, his eyes reddened with tears beyond control, he dashed recklessly past the guarding guards, hugging Di Yiru tightly.
Little Yiru cried loudly, clearly frightened.
