Ruo Han gave an instruction, and the old woman nodded repeatedly.
Halfway there, Ruo Qingyan said:
"Oh right, I forgot my things, I need to go back for a bit..."
"I'll stay with you."
"No need, you wait for me here."
The wind chimes wouldn't listen, so Ruo Qingyan said:
"I need to talk to my father about something privately..."
Although Feng Ling was puzzled, she did not ask any further questions.
Ruo Tinghan seemed to know that she was coming back, and remained sitting in the room without moving.
"Father..."
"What's wrong?"
"I want to switch to a different skill."
Ruo Qingyan went straight to the point.
She felt that this skill was useless, and that as her strength increased, she would only encounter more and more difficulties and dangers in the future.
She wanted more powerful skills, she wanted strength, and she wanted to be able to help Fengling.
The battle with the Ten-Mile Ghost Nightmare a few days ago made her even more worried.
She didn't understand why a skill slot should be wasted.
If you hear Han say calmly:
"Come find me again when you reach the eighth rank."
It means they won't replace it.
But Ruo Qingyan still doesn't give up:
"This skill is completely useless."
"How is it useless? Do you want your future child to be born without a mother?"
Ruo Qingyan's expression turned strange as she said:
"I don't want children."
"But I want my grandson."
? ? ?
She stared blankly at her father, and suddenly realized that he was different from before.
Her face immediately turned red:
"I...don't want to..."
Ruo Tinghan didn't say anything more, but instead drew a sword.
That sword is a wind chime.
If Qingyan took the sword, there was no longer a sword spirit within it...
If you hear Han say calmly:
"This sword was given to Qianyu by Fengxing, who is also Fengling's mother. The sword spirit is also her sword spirit. It had already dissipated when we were at the border of the desert last time."
"From now on, you'll need to nurture the sword spirit yourself."
Upon hearing this, Ruo Qingyan looked down at the sword in her hand and suddenly felt a pang of sadness.
He then bowed to him and left.
Only after leaving did I realize...
Damn it, Dad changed the subject!
When I got back, I saw Fengling and the old lady chatting and laughing.
"Oh my, no wonder you look so familiar! It really is Lord Fengxing's son!"
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