Seeing her daughter had found a reliable support, Wang Tingting's mother's soul quietly departed.
"Master, I have no family left," Wang Tingting hugged Wang Daniu's shoulders and wept uncontrollably.
"Silly girl, what nonsense are you talking about? You still have your father and grandfather, and you have me, your master. We will all take good care of you," he consoled.
Wang Daniu comforted her for a while, and Wang Tingting finally stopped crying.
Wang Tingting
said to Wang Daniu emotionally, "Master, I really don't know how to thank you. You are not just my master, but also my savior."
Wang Daniu shook his head, smiling, "Tingting, if you want to thank me, just learn the Xuanmen Daofa well, inherit my mantle, and become a person who supports justice."
Wang Tingting nodded her head again and again in agreement, then told Wang Daniu something else.
