The sickly little one was adopted by a wealthy foreigner and became a favorite.

Even the strongest person will be mentally impacted when faced with something like this.

This is the chasm between humans and gods.

Gods don't know how to love people; with a single thought, they can decide the life or death of a human.

Insignificant ants cannot walk alongside gods.

They, father and son, cannot always be family.

Human life is fragile; approaching the divine is like a moth drawn to a flame—there will always be a day when it is burned to death.

Just as a crow cannot stay with the vast starry sky forever.

Winston watched this scene, and then he hesitated as well.

This was the first time he had stopped monitoring Wu Tu and keeping an eye on him all the time.

Winston only disappeared for a short time before the little guy was tricked by the players and left the instance.

……

This is all of Wutu's previous memories.

Once he remembered, the little guy returned to his previous calm and melancholy demeanor.

He woke up, without arguing with Winston or showing any dislike for his father. He simply went to Winston's side, took his father's hand, and said:

"Daddy, please let those humans out, okay?"

"I will not leave again."

No matter how great the shock or how painful the pain, Wu Tu will still love his father in the end.

Because his father was already a family member he couldn't sever ties with.

Even if his family hurts him a thousand times, the little guy will still be so foolish as to continue to trust them...

Thousands and thousands of times.

Even if Ulva realizes that becoming family with Winston could lead to danger at any time, and that she could die at any moment.

But he also wanted to become family with his father.

Even if Ulva had wanted to go out before, it was only to see his only friend; he had no intention of escaping Winston.

He thought that after seeing his friends, he would still go home.

He wants to stay with his family.

This was the choice made by the black tusk.

It's not that his father doesn't love him.

So Wutu didn't want to bring up the past anymore. He just went back to his father's side, hugged Winston, and then remembered that Ulan and the others were still being held captive by Winston.

Since the wrathful creature said so, Winston naturally released them.

Ulan was kicked out in a sorry state.

Although these humans found it baffling and thought the NPCs had gone mad for not following the rules, it was already quite surprising that everyone was still alive.

Winston's decision to release them made them somewhat wary, yet also filled with anticipation.

Only Ulan, after looking around, found the little guy next to Winston.

Ulan took two steps forward, but was frozen in place by Wutu's cold expression.

In fact, when Wutu looked at Wulan, there were many emotions in her eyes.

He had such a long dream before, so long that he even regained his memory of the first time he saw his mother after he was born.

So he remembered everything; he was Ulan's child.

But the little guy had already decided to follow his father and had become a monster, so he could no longer return to Ulan's side.

Even if he were to claim Wulan as his mother, it would only cause her unnecessary trouble.

So the little guy's gaze lingered on Ulan quietly and affectionately for a while, and once he was sure that his mother still loved him, he turned his gaze away with a cold face.

He wanted to get his mother out safely.

So the young master of the manor, carrying a lantern, came to them and said to everyone:

"The dungeon will be cleared in two hours. Follow me to the exit."

Everyone was just grateful to have gotten out alive, and no one dared to even look at Wu Tu.

Only Ulan walked at the back, looking down at the child.

Doesn't she recognize her own child?

Ulan's hand landed on Wutu's arm.

Wu Yaochen, standing next to her, widened his eyes, wanting to say something, but was silenced by Wu Lan's glare.

In front of Wulan, Wu Yaochen was practically his sister's slave.

And the kind of situation where you can never fight back in your entire life.

He had previously been slapped several times by his sister for suggesting she abandon her newborn nephew in order to save her during a dungeon run.

Although in the end they were still chased by the boss and lost the child...

When Wu Yaochen returned, he was severely beaten and couldn't get out of bed for a week, let alone participate in new dungeons.

Now, with just one look from Wulan, Wu Yaochen is like a dog with its tail between its legs, not daring to utter a sound.

He stood silently behind Ulan, looking at the child whose aura was unfamiliar and who clearly no longer seemed human. He understood something, and a hint of guilt appeared in his eyes.

Ulan held tightly to Wutu's wrist the whole time:

"Would you like to come with Mommy?"

The black cat opened its mouth, as if it wanted to say something, but upon hearing these words, tears fell first.

Upon seeing this, Wulan immediately hugged Wutu tightly, embracing her child, the most precious treasure of her life.

She failed to protect her child, Wutu, to give him a happy childhood, and to give him a healthy body.

She longs for her baby to come home every day.

Now, Wutu is finally able to utter those two words:

"Mother……"

"Mom, I'm sorry..."

The little one is very attached to his mother's embrace.

A father's embrace is safe and reliable; it can completely envelop him, firmly support him, and protect him.

From the very beginning, his mother nourished him with her own flesh and blood, embracing him.

When he returned to his mother's arms, he could hear the familiar warmth and heartbeat of his mother when he was being conceived.

He is the flesh and blood of his mother.

The connection between his mother and him will never be broken.

Wu Tu wished she could stay like this forever, clinging to her mother's arms and unwilling to get up.

But no, the exit from the instance is about to close.

So the little one subconsciously acted like he was in his father's arms, naturally snuggling up to his mother:

"You should go now. Come visit me again when you have time. I can't leave the instance, but Mom has to leave."

The black worm is actually very slow to warm up to people it doesn't know well and will deliberately keep its distance.

But in front of her mother, Wu Tu seemed to automatically ignore the long time that had passed between them, naturally placing her mother as the most familiar and important person.

Because he is so small, he is his mother's precious baby.

Ulan's eyes were glistening with tears.

She rarely cried, she was very strong, she was the protagonist of her own life, she accomplished a lot, and her career will become her obituary.

However, the black cat was also the creature she loved most besides herself.

Moreover, she already owed Wu Tu something.

She didn't even fulfill her duties as a mother.

Ulan secretly wiped away her tears before turning away without looking back, saying:

"Okay, Mom will come see you again next time."

Wu Yaochen followed behind his sister. He took one last look at Wu Tu's face and suddenly realized that the dreamcatcher prop he had given Wu Tu was very useful.

Even now, that tiny black rabbit has not forgotten Ulan.

My sister will be happier then.

Thinking of this, Wu Yaochen followed and went outside.

The gates of Blood Manor closed again, and before they reopened, it was time for the young master and Mr. Winston to spend quality time together.

Winston had been secretly watching the mother and son reunite from a corner for a long time.