Below the main peak of the Hidden Spirit Sect, in a secluded garden pavilion.
"Uncle Wang, what do you want to see me for?" Li Xingci looked at Wang Yulun, a strange look flashing in his eyes.
"Xingci, actually, I am your father."
Xu Fan, who was watching the live broadcast in the Time Hut, had just taken a sip of tea and immediately spat it out.
Are you serious with your first sentence? Xu Fan commented.
"I know, I've known since I grew up."
"After all, the loving gaze of a father looking at his child cannot be faked," Li Xingci sighed.
"Don't you resent me?" Wang Yulun's voice carried a hint of guilt. Although there was no right or wrong in this matter, he had let down a woman who had feelings for him and even had a child. He could not explain himself.
