"Ah, Father, you've come. Is there something you need from Feng'er?"
The elders of the weapon-refining hall shook their heads repeatedly at this scene, because this was the daily life of this father and daughter.
If you're not mentally strong enough, you simply can't watch it, let alone keep up with the father and daughter's thought processes.
"Well, you've been away training for almost three years now. According to the rules of our Zhang family, it's time for you to enter the Realm Battlefield."
He rubbed his hands together as he spoke.
"But according to ancestral teachings, you must be engaged before entering the battlefield of the realm. I heard that you and the young master of the Yi family are in love, so I came to ask Feng'er what should be done next?"
Upon hearing this, the woman, who was thirty years old, beamed with joy.
He then got up and helped Zhang Dafu, whose face was bruised and swollen, to sit down in a chair, and then poured him a cup of tea and presented it to him with both hands.
"Your daughter's life is entirely up to your father."
Zhang Dafu took the teacup, his swollen, chubby face beaming with a relieved smile.
"Good, good, my Feng'er is the most filial."
After taking a satisfied sip of tea, Zhang Dafu looked at the thirty-year-old with a smile.
"Although Feng'er is filial, I still want to hear what Feng'er thinks about this important matter of her life."
Upon hearing this, Thirty-Year-Old stood behind Zhang Dafu and massaged his shoulders.
This made Zhang Dafu close his eyes in enjoyment.
"My daughter wants him to go to heaven."
These words startled Zhang Dafu, who then opened his eyes and looked at his daughter.
Why is that?
A slight smile as one stands at thirty.
“With my help, he can easily succeed in his rebellion. When he becomes the sect leader, I will become the sect leader’s wife, and the Nine Heavens Profound Dao Sect will be ours.”
Zhang Dafu: "......"
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