But for so many years, she had never been subjected to such humiliation, nor experienced such frightening and precarious a life.
"Don't cry, don't cry, it's alright, Daddy's here."
Lu Changsheng saw his daughter's tear-stained face and felt a pang of heartache, voicing comfort.
He had always been soft-hearted, unable to bear seeing women in tears, especially when it was his own daughter.
Although he hadn't paid much attention to his daughter, Lu Ruyi, in recent years, he had been very affectionate towards her in her early years.
After all, she was the third child of his to possess a Spiritual Root, following Lu Xianzhi and Lu Quanzhen.
After a moment, Lu Ruyi finally dried her tears and, with reddened eyes, said apologetically, "Daddy, I'm useless, I've made you worry."
"It's okay, as long as you are unharmed."
Lu Changsheng gently wiped the tears from his daughter's eyes and asked gently, "Ruyi, what happened?"
