Compared to the warm welcome that Gong Cen and the others gave Sikou Yao, the arrival of Celestial Qingjue was silent and unnoticed.
He hid on the side, watching Sikou Yao and Gong Cen engage in lively conversations, observing the confidence and beauty fluttering in her gaze, and he could only feel a warm sense of emotion flowing through his heart.
This girl, indeed, was someone capable of accomplishing great things.
She had clarity and could let go when necessary, always aware of what she should do and desire, never losing her sense of proportion or direction.
For Ayu to have such a lovely daughter in his life was both his fortune and misfortune.
His fortune lay in having such a wonderful daughter, while his misfortune was in leaving so early; he must have been extremely reluctant to go, even in his final moments, mustn't he?
Leng Qingjue sighed, then teleported to Tang's Sikou Hall to have a look.
