Han Qing'er didn't answer the woodcutter. Instead, she flew to Han Jue's side and told him his background.
"Father, should we avenge him? He's too pitiful!" Han Qing'er said indignantly. She had never encountered such a calamity, so she didn't dare to imagine what she would do if she faced such a situation.
Han Jue said, "Many people are suffering in the world. Do you want to help them one by one?"
Han Qing'er was stunned. She didn't expect him to reject her.
Qingluan'er shook her head and said, "Qing'er, you've been protected too well by us since you were young. You've never seen the suffering of the mortal world. People like him are everywhere in the world. There are tens of thousands of mortal worlds below the Heavenly Dao."
Han Qing'er was silent.
