The little boy had big, beautiful eyes.

The little guy, held by Tang Wulin, didn't resist. He just murmured, "But, I haven't had grandma's cakes for a long time." 。I miss mom. 。" Tang Wulin's body trembled, and he just wanted to hug him up. At this moment, a hand pressed on his shoulder, and a low, slightly hoarse voice came, "Don't pick him up" 。" When Tang Wulin turned his head, he saw a young man about twenty-seven or eight years old standing beside him. The young man had red eyes and was desperately trying to hold back his tears. " 。He saw Tang Wulin looking over and nodded at him, "We can't let the baby see what his mother looks like now" 。"

Tang Wulin only then realized that the little fellow's height wouldn't allow him to jump over the courtyard wall and reach the glass height, so naturally he couldn't see what was inside. " 。He's so young, yet his mother...Tang Wulin let go of the little guy and stood up, "Brother-in-law, it's all my fault. It's because I didn't protect Sister Mo Lan well..." 。"Young man sighed and shook his head, "Without you, last time she probably would have... She just wouldn't listen to me" 。She always says, if everyone did nothing out of fear of danger, then the Federation would be in chaos. 。She always thinks about others. 。"She said this, and he could no longer hold back his tears." 。The little baby looked at Tang Wulin, then at his father, and cried out in surprise. 。The young man quickly crouched down, holding the child in his arms and gently patting him, trying to suppress his own sobs. "Don't cry, baby, it's alright, it's alright," 。Tang Wulin stood there dumbfounded, and at this moment, a earth-shattering change occurred in his fourteen-year-old heart. 。When he was a child, he wanted to become a soul master because he thought soul masters were particularly dazzling and powerful, and they were respected by everyone. 。After he awakened his Martial Soul, he finally became a Soul Master and gradually began to feel the wonders of the world of Soul Masters. 。Na'er, after losing both his parents one after another, became an orphan. That was when he began to have the thought of becoming strong and then going out to search for them. 。Now, he felt more deeply than ever that becoming stronger was the only way to protect the innocent. 。Cultivation once again presented itself with a brand new goal. If one were strong enough, then the tragedy before them would not have unfolded. 。...and now he could do nothing, only watch as Mo Lan lay there. He could only pray for her, there was nothing else he could do... 。This feeling of being useless, it pained him to the point where he wanted to punch the wall. 。 I must work even harder, Tang Wulin secretly told himself in his heart. The blood of youth burned, fueled by the harm evil inflicted on good. 。A new chapter is about to begin, to be continued... 。If you like this work, welcome to come to Qidian to vote, your support is my greatest motivation. 。Mobile users please go to read 。Here are some translations for the given text, keeping in mind that without context, it's hard to say what the best translation would be.**Option 1 (Most Literal):**420/2680965 **Option 2 (Adding Potential Context):**A ratio of 420 out of 2680965**Option 3 (Assuming a Numerical Value):**420 divided by 2,680,965Let me know if you have more context about the text, and I can give you a more accurate translation!。

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