On the day when the Spiritual Body is completed, the appearance had already aged with signs of aging, yet this doesn't affect my twelfth junior disciple's love and care for his son in the slightest. After all, in this world, what father doesn't cherish his son?"
"Yes indeed..." Baili An looked at Ying Xiu, who was covered in blood and wore a despondent expression. For some reason, he felt a sense of déjà vu in this scene, and murmured: "What father doesn't cherish his son."
His voice was low, yet it was still heard by Sword Master Yu, whose gaze was sharp and piercing like a knife as he glanced at Baili An.
Baili An sighed and said to Jing Kuang: "If tonight this matter cannot be resolved, does it mean I won't be able to have a private conversation with Sword Master anymore?"
