On the second day, early in the morning, Wei Ningchen left the Li family's Spirit Boat with a lost and dispirited air.
"Wei," the burly man teased with a smile, "by the looks of you, could it be that her father didn't accept you?"
"Senior brother," Wei Ningchen gave a salute and didn't say anything more, planning to bypass him and find a place to rest well.
It was strange, he and Li Chengshuo had only met a few times, but for some reason, she had left such a profound impression in his heart that he found himself haunted by thoughts of her.
It was almost as if it was a predestined fate from a previous life.
"Do you know why?"
This question made Wei Ningchen stop in his tracks and bow as he asked, "Please enlighten me, senior brother."
"That girl is a Tianyin Spiritual Body, how could her father possibly hand his daughter over to someone with an unknown background?"
