In an instant, Shen Zhou realized that he still did not understand his daughter deeply enough.
He only knew that they shared a blood connection, but where she came from, what miraculous existence had birthed her, remained completely unknown.
Regardless, as long as she was his daughter, that was all that mattered.
Additionally, her murderous aura had been stimulated because her close little comrade had been killed—moreover, the comrade had died protecting her.
Shen Zhou patted her small head gently, "Stay here and don't move."
After that, he leaped out, sticking low to the ground, rolling in all directions.
Simultaneously, he saw that people around were still cowering on the ground, trembling.
Only Iron Ghost was laughing maniacally, slapping his chest hard and bellowing, "Come on, hit me, aim here, hit me! What kind of hero shoots a little girl, you're definitely a degenerate!"
