"You bunch of good-for-nothings, disperse!"
"Father, take care!"
The two hundred sons bowed to Jiang Haitian in farewell before going their separate ways.
"Where are you? Why haven't you left yet?"
Seeing his four daughters standing in front of him with expectant looks, Jiang Haitian couldn't help but scold them.
"Godfather, aren't you taking us back?"
"Yes, you won't let us serve you?"
The meaning is too obvious.
The demon race has a weak concept of chastity and an open-minded culture; this applies to both men and women.
If two people hit it off on the street, they can even start playing together in the jungle, and no one will make sarcastic remarks about it.
Jiang Haitian stepped onto the ghost carriage: "Do I need a bunch of useless trash like you to serve me?"
Get lost! Go wherever you want. If you really have nowhere to go, just stay at my restaurant for the night.
Remember, as long as you're still in this Demon City, and still willing to call me "Father,"
"Your father will protect you unconditionally, do you understand?"
"Thank you, godfather!"
"Godfather, you are so kind."
"Then we'll be going now."
Goodbye, Godfather.
The daughters happily said goodbye to Jiang Haitian, then took their spirit stone cards and went to the Demon Breath Night Market to shop.
Little did they know that almost all the shops in Demon City were also owned by Jiang Haitian, meaning that the money had essentially returned to his own pocket.
"You can get out too."
Before getting into the ghost carriage, Jiang Haitian didn't turn his head and said something to Yu Xiyan, who was standing still.
Yu Xiyan felt like an abandoned kitten, standing helplessly in the cold, dark night.
"Don't you need me to serve you?"
She couldn't help but ask.
"No need. I have plenty of children to serve me. You're too clumsy, so don't cause me any trouble."
"Don't you want me?" Yu Xiyan retorted. "You risked offending the Demon Empress for me, didn't you ever think about getting me?"
Jiang Haitian pulled back the carriage curtain and looked Yu Xiyan up and down.
"Sorry, all I want to do is be someone's father, I have no interest in anything else."
Seeing how unwilling you were to acknowledge me as your father, we'll leave our father-daughter relationship to rest here.
Go wherever you want, just don't bother me.
After saying that, he drove off in the ghost carriage.
"you……"
Hearing Jiang Haitian's sarcastic and hurtful words, Yu Xiyan couldn't help but clench her hands.
She, the dignified ruler of a nation, the Empress Yintian who reigned supreme in her previous life, was so contemptuous and humiliated by a nouveau riche.
One absurd thing after another happened, making it hard for her to breathe.
But at the same time, he was secretly glad to have met Jiang Haitian, this unexpected encounter.
Moreover, this oddball felt strangely familiar to her.
Standing next to him always gives me a sense of security and stability.
"Could he be...?"
Suddenly, Yu Xiyan thought of a possibility, but she couldn't be sure if it was true or not.
...
Jiang Haitian drove the ghost carriage directly into the Dream Tower. As soon as he jumped off the carriage, his son came to report: "Father, someone from the Demon Breath Palace is looking for you. They say his name is Ding Bu'er."
"Useless trash, why didn't you say so sooner?"
"Father, didn't you just arrive?"
"Can't you use a sound transmission stone for me?"
"Oh, I'm so sorry, I forgot about it. Father, please don't be angry. You can hit me or scold me, but please don't abandon your son."
"You're a piece of trash, you're completely useless. Go to the kitchen and prepare some midnight snacks, I'm starving."
"Yes, Father."
After saying that, Jiang Haitian pushed open the back hall door, took off his cloak, and walked towards Ding Bu'er, who was drinking tea.
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