Yang Taozhi walked over.

Zhao Cheng said, "I have something I'd like to ask you."

Yang Taozhi glanced at the short and small Zhao Yinghua and asked, "Is it related to her?"

Zhao Cheng nodded and said, "She's an orphan. Her parents and the whole village were killed by villains. Her background... is very similar to yours. Take care of her more in the future. If she's a good candidate for martial arts, make her your apprentice."

Yang Taozhi glanced at Zhao Huan, and seeing that Zhao Huan's expression remained unchanged and he did not respond, she said, "Taozhi... Yinghua... we really are in the same boat. But walking my path is very difficult, are you sure?"

Zhao Cheng patted Zhao Yinghua's head and said, "It's up to her. If she doesn't want to, then let her learn whatever she wants. It would be good if she could learn some self-defense skills."

Yang Taozhi sneered, turned to the side, and said, "I don't speak casually here. When she's a bit older, I'll assess her potential. If she's not suitable, she can stay home and be a pampered young lady. If she is, I'll make her surpass me."

After speaking, Yang Taozhi walked away into the distance.

Zhao Cheng looked at Zhao Huan and said, "My sister, she..."

Zhao Huan smiled wryly: "If she could, who wouldn't want to be a pampered young lady with no worries about food and clothing! Do you think Tao Zhi wanted to become a grandmaster? I forced her into it, and once I pushed her, there was no turning back."

Zhao Cheng asked suspiciously, "Is this why you won't change her surname?"

Zhao Huan sighed and said, "If I had the surname Zhao, I'm afraid I wouldn't be able to bear it."

Zhao Huan looked up at the sky, a relieved smile appearing on his face: "Now you have a son and an adopted daughter. The world is truly full of cycles!"

"Your mother and I are getting old..."