Bai Yunfei wrapped the remaining candied haws in paper, feeling like a prodigal son in a story book, wandering around the world with one horse, he saw the world that he had never seen in the palace, and everyone came and went, and some people were carrying swords and knives on their backs. Just as the book said, there are people in the world, with thousands of people facing each other, Bai Yunfei was holding a horse outside the crowd, his body was already tall, higher than the heads of the people in front, and saw a child dancing with a knife next to his father. The mother behind him pulled the younger child and hugged and fed. Looking at the well-trained child, Bai Yunfei praised him.