Special attention!

"Oh, really?" Jiang Tao touched his chin, his eyes filled with curiosity.

If what his daughter said is true, then this young man is quite interesting.

To gain a clear understanding of the current situation through simple analysis is not an easy task for the average person.

[Luo Chen: That's right, I'm a special kind of guy, after all.]

However, Jiang Tao spoke again, looking at his beloved daughter and saying, "These days, although there are indeed very few young people like this, they do exist. Perhaps it's just a matter of speculation."

Jiang Xian'er looked up at her father with wide eyes and noticed that Jiang Tao's eyes seemed to be filled with a trace of reminiscence.

"Such an era truly produced a great number of geniuses, just like the King of Mercenaries of yesteryear, who swept through and reshaped the entire mercenary world like a whirlwind. In that era, countless talented young people emerged, but in the end, only one King of Mercenaries remained. As for the others, they had long since died at the feet of the victors or were buried in the dust of history."

Jiang Xian'er looked at her father. In all these years, this was the first time she had seen that expression on her father's face, as if she had gradually entered the world of the King of Mercenaries through his words.

In a world where mercenaries have collapsed, his appearance leads all mercenaries back to their path.

But he himself disappeared after all of this was done.

Who will be the next king of mercenaries?

The corresponding answer is not yet available.

After Jiang Tao finished speaking, he became unusually calm, as if frozen in time, his eyes gazing at the distant sky.

“Father…” Jiang Xian’er wanted to speak, but seeing her father’s expression, she refrained from interrupting.

She rarely saw him with this expression, and her own father rarely discussed his youth.

I remember when I was a child, my father would always dig up a sword from our yard on a certain day, sit there and polish it, and then bury it again the next day. He did this every year.

At the time, she was confused and even puzzled as to why her father would do such a thing.

"Father, do you like this sword very much?"

"dislike!"

Her father gave a positive answer, which puzzled Jiang Xian'er. Why did he do it if he didn't like it?

"If Father doesn't like it, why do we do it every year? Wouldn't it be better to just throw it away?"

“I just don’t want to throw it away because I don’t like it. After all, someone is waiting for it. Father has an agreement with someone to take good care of this sword.” Jiang Tao slowly wiped the long sword in his hand, looking at his beloved daughter with a smile.

Young Jiang Xian'er frowned, pouted her pink lips, and looked somewhat displeased.

“Xian’er, once you’ve made a promise, you must keep it. This is not only a matter of trust others have in you, but also your trust in them. It’s like an uncut stone; no one can be sure if there’s a gem inside. It’s more like a gamble.”

"However, the stakes in this gamble are not wealth, but something more important than wealth."

Jiang Xian'er was stunned for a moment, then jumped up and down, shaking her body and sobbing, "I don't understand, Father, what are you saying?"

"Hahahaha." Jiang Tao just laughed it off.

Thinking about these things, Jiang Xian'er seemed to have a greater understanding of her father beside her.

“Father,” Jiang Xian’er called softly.

"Hmm." Jiang Tao snapped out of his reverie, gently stroking his beloved daughter's head with his broad hand and smiling slightly. "I was thinking about some things and got a little distracted."

"It's been a long time, and this is the first time I've heard you say you're so interested in a young man," Jiang Tao said with a broad smile.

He knew very well that his precious daughter had rarely shown any interest in that man since she was little.

Upon hearing this, Jiang Xian'er's face first froze, then gradually turned blush. Her childlike eyes shone with surprise, yet also with doubt, and the image of the man from before appeared in her flickering gaze.

"Oh, Father~" Jiang Xian'er realized what was happening, lightly stomped her foot, slapped Jiang Tao's arm, and said shyly.

"Hahahaha." Jiang Tao smiled broadly, then added, "Things are about to change. There will be more and more people in the town. Your father can't stop you from running around, but you have to be careful now. Everyone is a different story."

Jiang Xian'er blinked her eyes, pouted, and clung to her father's arm, glancing down at her wobbling left foot from time to time, thinking, "What if it's not a person?"

As if seeing through his daughter's thoughts, Jiang Tao suddenly said, "Those who are not human naturally cannot speak human language?"

"Pfft!" Jiang Xian'er couldn't help but burst out laughing after her father said that.

Suddenly, a question arose in her mind: Could her father also hear her thoughts? Just like she had heard that man earlier?

"What are you thinking about?" Jiang Tao looked at his daughter and sensed a different emotion.

As for this unique emotion, it is naturally a gift-like ability bestowed upon a father by heaven after having a daughter.

Absolutely, absolutely no mistake in judgment.

"I remembered something strange," Jiang Xian'er said to herself, oblivious to her father's change in mood.

On the other hand, Jiang Tao was quite angry. Could it be that the kid he mentioned before had caused his precious daughter to change so much?

"Alright, they must be getting impatient over there. Play for a while and then head back early," Jiang Tao said gently, putting down his daughter's hand.

Jiang Xian'er blinked her eyes and nodded her little head with a smile.

Jiang Tao gently patted his daughter's head, walked forward, then stopped and turned back to say, "Remember, go back early."

"Okay," Jiang Xian'er said, swaying her body with her hands behind her back and sticking out her tongue.

Jiang Tao exhaled a heavy breath, turned around and continued walking, but he kept in mind the man his daughter had mentioned.

He doesn't object to his daughter interacting with men, but if the man tries to use some seductive tricks to advance his status, then Jiang Tao, as her father, has to step in and help him out.

Jiang Xian'er watched her father walk away, then put on her mask, gathered her long hair into a bunch and put it behind her back, and then pulled up her large hood.

Returning to the mysterious person's style once again.

"Hmph, let me see if that's the case." Jiang Xian'er finished tidying up, her eyes under the large hood revealing a thoughtful look.

"yawn!"

"yawn!"

Meanwhile, Luo Chen, who was ahead, sneezed several times in a row.

As someone who deeply understands the plot, he grasped the meaning instantly.

This is a bad omen!

What's going on? Have I fallen into the sight of that powerful being again?

[I didn't do anything wrong, so who's behind my back...?]