Ren Feifan had truly never considered that Guo Xinlei would agree so readily.
He had thought that Guo Xinlei would refuse to the bitter end; he had even made up his mind to take her away by force if necessary.
But reality had far exceeded his expectations.
It seemed that in the face of family, anything could happen.
After all, she was still the Sword Marquis's daughter, his only daughter.
"Where is your mother now? Can you help me convince her to come along?" he asked.
Guo Xinlei shook her head, "She won't go. I understand her character. In fact, much of my hatred for my father came from her, but now I've come to realize that I can understand some of the difficulties my father faced. Never mind, you come home with me, and I'll try to convince her."
"Okay."
Guo Xinlei remained exceptionally calm throughout, a calmness so eerie that Ren Feifan was certain once she saw her father's corpse, she would completely break down.
