"Father, my younger sister is alone in the secret realm, melancholic and depressed."
Jing Yao played a sympathy card again: "Allow me to visit her, even if I can't persuade her to forget that man and return, at least my company could lift her spirits, so she isn't too lonely and desolate."
"Hmm."
Jing Youming, feeling pity for his youngest daughter, sighed heavily: "Are you sure that you're only going to visit Jing Yun and won't stir up any trouble?"
"Of course not."
Jing Yao secretly rejoiced, nodding her head like a rattle drum she promised vehemently: "I swear I'll not cause any trouble, just a quick glance at my little sister, just one look. As long as she's okay, I'll be relieved."
"If you're truly concerned, then go."
Jing Youming stared at her for a few seconds before handing over a token that glowed with a golden light.
"Father, you're the best, I love you the most."
