"Xia Liu, it's impossible now, but that doesn't mean it will be impossible in the future. I believe Linghe and you will surely get along well."
Yu Meng continued.
Xia Liu shook his head, still unmoved.
"I ask you, over these days, do you dislike Linghe?"
"No, I don't dislike her."
"Since you don't dislike her, why refuse? Do you think I can't make decisions for her?"
Seeing Xia Liu's resolute attitude, Yu Meng added fuel to the fire.
"Or do you think Linghe, with her Qi Cultivation Level of ten, isn't good enough for you?"
"Family Head Yu, you..."
Xia Liu frowned tightly.
He began to understand less about Yu Meng.
Could external possessions truly outweigh blood kin?
If he truly sacrificed his daughter's lifelong happiness for the Flowing Fire Sword.
That would be utterly heartless.
Such a person, Xia Liu despised him!
"Xia Liu, consider it for a few more days, maybe you'll discover Linghe's many virtues."
Yu Meng softly advised.
