Gu Lanxin sighed softly, "Only by concentrating all the firepower on my son will those people overlook Little Taotie."
To put it bluntly, spreading the news is just to act as bait.
Only when all the "fish" are scrambling for food can Little Taotie leave the Little Island safely.
Hua's father lowered his head, sniffing: "Won't my son be in danger?"
Gu Lanxin looked towards the Little Island not far away, "As long as he takes off the Shariputra, those things will actually become an advantage."
Hua's father shrunk his neck.
"Well... that's okay then."
Although reluctant for his son to become bait, Hua's father knew how important Little Taotie was to his son, and his son would certainly rather get hurt himself than let Little Taotie lose a hair.
Hey, the kid isn't unlike me completely!
At least that devotion is definitely inherited from my genes!
