Qinghe smiled ambiguously as she looked at them, "What do you mean by that now? Have you come to plead for your precious daughter?"
The man immediately shook his head, his face full of outrage as if he was deeply troubled at having such a disappointing daughter, "We've completely understood what happened that day, it was all my unworthy daughter's fault. Since she has done wrong, she naturally must pay the price. As her father, how could I have the face to seek mercy for her?"
Qinghe suddenly became puzzled, "Then what is this about?" They weren't pleading, their attitude was humbly fawning, and they didn't seem to be picking a fight either, what was this about then?
