Blood Arhat said.

Ning Qi didn't respond to him, but teased the baby in the swaddle. The baby's laughter was clear, loud, and non-stop. This scene made the nearby knight look weird. The anxiety in the old man's eyes seemed to be Gradually faded away, and replaced by a look of suspicion.

The remnants of the blood-clothed sect beside the blood arhat looked at each other, and finally sensed something was wrong. How could a scholar be so calm in such a battle?