Start with iron blocks, upgrade them into armor summoners.

A tiger's roar exploded, and silver-white armor covered his entire body.

Bone spurs shot up from the ground again, this time coming from all directions at the same time.

Xing Yun summoned the White Tiger Roaring Moon Blade, and with a flash of light, severed the three nearest bone spurs.

The broken bone fell to the ground with a crisp sound.

But more bone spurs emerged from the ground, like bamboo shoots after a spring rain, densely blocking all his escape routes.

At the same time, Blood Hand also moved.

He charged into the thicket of bone spurs, dark red mist swirling around him, and punched Xing Yun in the chest.

Xing Yun parried with his sword, the blade colliding with his fist, exploding into a burst of white and red light.

He was knocked back three steps, and his heel broke a bone splinter.

Bloodhand didn't give chase, but stood still and shook his hand: "Your strength is indeed quite good."

The skeleton finally spoke.

His voice was soft, like the wind rustling through withered leaves: "Bloody Hand, stop playing around. Let's finish this quickly."

"Alright, alright." Bloodhand cracked his neck. "Kid, this is your last chance. Hand over the bone, and I might let you go home alive."

Xing Yun did not answer.

Bone spikes blocked the left, right, and rear sides, while in front stood the Blood Hand, with withered bones standing five steps behind it.

Rush over there.

There is only this one option.

Xing Yun pushed off with his foot, creating a crater in the ground, and his whole body shot towards Blood Hand like a cannonball.

A burst of white light erupted from the blade.

Bloodhand raised his hand to block, and dark red mist condensed into a shield in front of him.

The blade struck the shield, and white and red light clashed violently, the shockwave spreading outwards and shattering the surrounding bone spikes.

A crack appeared in the shield.

Bloodhand frowned, added more force, and the shield solidified again.

Xing Yun was thrown back, flipped in the air, and stumbled when she landed.

The skeleton raised its hand, its five fingers loosely clenched.

The ground shook again, this time not with bone spikes, but with a huge bone hand emerging from the ground and grabbing Xing Yun's body.

The bony fingers tightened, and the armor emitted a grating scraping sound.

Xing Yun groaned, feeling his ribs pressing down.

"White Shadow!" he growled.

Blue light burst from the summoner, and a white figure stepped out from the light, shattering the bone hand with a single claw.

Xing Yun tumbled out from the remains of the bone hand, knelt on one knee, and gasped for breath.

A white figure blocked his way, letting out a low roar at the bloody hand and the withered bones.

"This is the mechanical beast you mentioned." The skeleton glanced at the white figure, its tone flat.

"Don't underestimate him." Bloodhand said with a mocking smile.

Xing Yun ignored him.

He stood up and placed his hand on the white figure.

The white figure's body began to glow, the silvery-white light growing brighter and brighter, becoming increasingly dazzling.

Within the light, the shape of the white shadow began to change.

The limbs contract, the torso lengthens, and the tail disappears.

In the blink of an eye, a silver-white, mechanical-style sports car appeared in front of Xing Yun.

The car has a sleek body with sharp lines, a front shaped like a tiger's head, and headlights that resemble two bright red eyes.

Xing Yun jumped into the sports car, the engine roared, and blue flames shot out of the exhaust pipe.

Bloodhand's expression changed: "Stop him!"

The skeleton raised its hand, and dozens of bone spikes shot out from the ground, aiming at Xing Yun.

The white shadow suddenly accelerated, its wheels rolling over the ground, leaving a charred trail.

Bone spikes exploded behind me, scattering fragments everywhere.

The white shadow raced across the road, moving as fast as a silver-white lightning bolt.

Bloodhand chased after him for a few steps, but stopped when he found nothing.

He watched the white sports car disappear from sight, his face as gloomy as if it were about to rain.

"They ran away." The skeleton walked to his side, its tone still so soft, revealing no emotion.

"Hmm." Bloodhand threw the cigarette butt on the ground and stomped it out. "He can run away, but he can't hide. Find out where he lives."

"I've already checked." The skeleton took a slip of paper out of his trench coat pocket and handed it to the blood-stained hand. "Sunshine Community, Building 6."

Bloodhand glanced at the note and smirked, "Let's go to his house tomorrow."

Xing Yun sped along until he stopped just before reaching the city center.

The white figure removed its armor and transformed into a beam of white light, returning to the summoner.

There are already some pedestrians here, so driving the white car through would be too conspicuous.

Xing Yun randomly scanned a shared electric scooter and sped off towards home again.

This ambush served as a wake-up call for him; he couldn't delay any longer and had to bring Yangyang to live with the management bureau as soon as possible.

The electric scooter drove across the empty road, and Xing Yun's gaze swept across both sides of the street.

Convenience stores, fruit stands, students on bicycles, and young mothers pushing strollers.

Everything was normal.

Fortunately, nothing unexpected happened on the rest of the journey, and Xing Yun returned home safely.

When Xing Yun pushed open the door, the living room was empty.

Yangyang hadn't finished school yet.

He leaned against the door, let out a long breath, and the injury on his right shoulder began to ache again.

Xing Yun glanced down and saw that there was no blood seeping through the bandage, so the situation was alright.

But ever since that bony hand gripped my ribs, I've had a dull, persistent pain.

He lifted his shirt and looked down; there was a bruise on his waist, as if someone had stabbed him with a stick.

"Damn it," Xing Yun cursed, putting the clothes down.

He went into the room, took out his first-aid kit, and applied some medicine to speed up his recovery.

After doing all that, Xing Yun sat on the sofa, took out the white access card from her handbag, and looked at it over and over again.

"The family quarters... I don't know if Yangyang can accept that kind of environment," Xing Yun muttered to himself.

Xing Yun then drank a glass of water and lay down on the sofa.

My right shoulder hurts, my ribs hurt, and my head hurts too.

He closed his eyes and drifted off to sleep.

……

When I woke up again, I was woken up by my phone ringing.

Xing Yun took out his phone, and the screen displayed "Grandma Xu".

His heart tightened, and he quickly answered the call.

"Hello, Xiao Xing!" Grandma Xu's voice was calm on the other end of the phone. "Yangyang has already been picked up by Ms. Bai. She said she sent you a message, but I was afraid you didn't see it, so I called you this time."

Xing Yun paused for a moment, hung up the phone, and opened WeChat.

There's a red dot on Bai Zhiqing's profile picture. Click on it.

"Mr. Xing, I just happened to be passing by the kindergarten, so I picked up Yangyang."

Niannian wants to play with her, so I've let them do their homework at my house. You can just come pick them up when you get back.

The time was half an hour ago.

Xing Yun stared at the screen for a few seconds, then stood up and went to the bathroom to wash her face.

Then he walked to the door, changed his shoes, and went out.

I went downstairs and arrived at Bai Zhiqing's building.

Xing Yun first looked up at the balcony on the third floor before stepping up.

Xing Yun stood at the door, took a deep breath, and knocked.

The door opened quickly.

Bai Zhiqing stood at the door, wearing a light blue loungewear set, her hair tied in a ponytail, with a faint smile on her face.