“This is for you.” From Di Cang’s reached out hand, Bai Yan can see a white little fox there on the palm. It was a sculpture made of white radish that looked almost lifelike. If placed within a patch of grass, one might really mistake it for the real thing from afar.

  “Then I’m returning it to you.” Nearly tossing it away out of reflex, there were no delays in how fast she stuffed it back into the man’s possession: “I can’t afford such a thing.”


  Only a little fox carving made up of white radish and he wants me to bestow myself onto him? I’m not that cheap!

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  “You don’t like it?” Wrinkling his brow, Di Cang asks again: “Then what would you like?”


  Caressing her chin, Bai Yan’s line of sight inadvertently fell upon the big open sky. Now that’s when her lips curved into a devious smile.

  “I want the Celestial Realm. Can you give it to me?”


  Celestial Realm? Di Cang was silent.

  “Okay,” toddling behind her, the baby didn’t forget to give his big bad father a wink, indicating everything will be in his hands now.

  “Mother, do you really want Baddie Father to take the Celestial Realm for you?” Tilting his cute little head, Bai Xiachen asks.

  Halting in her steps, Bai Yan was hesitant at first. Nevertheless, she decides to tell the truth: “I only wanted to let him know when to back off. Everyone knows the Celestial Realm isn’t real.”


  “So Mother you don’t like Baddie Father?” Wrinkling his tiny nose, the baby boy realizes now how troublesome that would be if it was the case.

  Going stiff in her body, Bai Yan clearly didn’t think she would be asked such a question by her boy. “Son, I know you are different from those ordinary children out there, and I can see you are able to understand more than what your age perceives.”


  The baby boy then lowered his head before replying as if he was confused by the explanation: “But Baddie Father said he won’t let anyone hurt you Mother.”


  Amused by his son’s troubled face, Bai Yan attempts to explain her reasoning: “Know this my son, everyone has a past life prior to their current one. My former life is in a place called China.”


  Reflecting back to her memories of old, Bai Yan gently closes her eyes to relish in the images flickering across her mind.

  “In the past, my former parents were deeply in love with one another. Our family of three were very happy at the time. Unfortunately fate wasn’t kind to my grandfather. He ended up provoking an enemy too powerful to fend against. And as a sacrifice for the stability of the family, my father abandoned him in the time of need.”


  Even before coming into this world, Bai Yan was already part of an ancient martial arts family in China. And her parents, they are childhood friends so both families would often collaborate together to fend off any enemies.

  Caressing her son’s head, Bai Yan attempts to cover up the pain that’s circulating in her eyes: “My mother couldn’t bare to let my grandfather face the danger alone. So, she dashed into the crisis with only one sword in hand. That year I was only five. My father just watched on the sidelines as my mother and grandfather perished in a pool of blood.”


  “I pleaded for him to save my mother but he refused at the end. In truth, if both families had joined forces like before then they might’ve been able to defeat the enemy. Unfortunately he wouldn’t budge. He didn’t have the courage that’s why.”