If nothing else works, there's always the Paper Person. People from the planes can't hurt them.
"Let the Stone People or Rhythmic Soul Devil Jade keep an eye on them, that works too."
"Hmm."
An Jiuyue nodded.
...
Ten days later.
The six children lowered their heads, looking at the large stacks of paper in front of them, consisting of Paper People and inter-plane travel vouchers. Each person had quite a lot.
"Uncle, where are Dad and Mom?"
Little Nuonuo lifted his confused large eyes, gazing at his uncle, An Zhiyi, who handed them the items.
Could it be that Dad and Mom really left them behind and ran away by themselves? Were the eldest brother and others right? Didn't they promise to travel with them across different planes? How could they go back on their word?
"Well..."
An Zhiyi felt awkward, not knowing what to say.
He himself didn't know what happened, his sister and brother-in-law just told him to hand these things to the children.
