Chapter Eighty-Three: The Lies of the People in a Small City

Early the next morning, the humble huts on the seashore were empty.

In order to find a way to go to sea as soon as possible, several people had already taken separate actions before dawn.

Zheng Zhan led Yata and Bo Yituo to the periphery of the city to collect what he called tortoiseshell wood peony.

And Isitab and Isima go to the bazaar with the baby and the package to convince those who stop Zhengzhan from dreaming of going to sea.

Of course, the baby was safely hidden in their robes, protected by folded wings, from anyone to see.

Also, Isimonia had already come up with a nice name for the baby who had suddenly intruded into their lives, called Su'an Ni, which means fiery red and powerful.

Isimakia likes Su Anni, and although he has a cursed physique, the girl still thinks that Su Anni can become a powerful person in the future.

On the way to the bazaar, Isimakia asked her father, "You say, is Su Anni from the most powerful race?" and her voice was kept low so that people who wanted to cross paths would hear what they were saying.

Isitab shook his head and said helplessly, "It's better not, if he comes from the most powerful race, then we will inevitably be his cornerstone." ”

What Isitab meant by the cornerstone was that they could only be a blood-soaked stepping stone for the baby to step on in the future.

Who can afford to look forward to the future of the most powerful race on the continent?

However, Isimua does not fully understand her father's meaning, and she wholeheartedly hopes that she will become a good warrior recognized by that powerful race.

Isimuya is now over 20 years old, and she is born with the power of transcendence, and her talent is higher than that of Yatta and Bo Yituo, so she naturally needs to be more confident.

"Abba, when we get Su Anni to where he belongs, we can return to everyone alive, and then I must show them how I became a hero. ”

watched her daughter's shocked and incredible expression when she saw Su Anni from the beginning, to the expression full of anticipation and yearning for the future. Isittab did not reply again.

But in his expression, it was clearly revealed