"Is he more powerful than your father?" Chu Xia’s father could not help but tease his daughter since he was the most powerful in her heart.
"Em-" Chu Xia pouted since the question annoyed her. Finally, she sighed, "Father is powerful, but Brother Chu Han is more powerful, I think."
Chu Xia’s father choked but couldn’t refute since it was the truth.
Chu Han sat on the roadside with the Xiuluo ax beside him. He looked the busy people in front of him. It may be the last day he spent time with those people and he did not know when they would meet again.
His eyes landed on Chen Shaoye helping Luo Xiaoxiao and others to carry thing, and he wanted to say something.
"Hey."
