"Yaoyao, I have something to tell you."
She didn't look much at Lu Changsheng and immediately led her daughter away.
"Father."
Nangong Yaoyao looked back at Lu Changsheng, blinked her big eyes, indicating she'd listen to her mother first.
Although she was close to her mother, she had grown fond of Lu Changsheng as her father during their time together.
Seeing the relationship between her parents, she wondered if she could understand it better, perhaps act as a mediator to ease tensions.
"Go ahead."
Lu Changsheng smiled.
With his daughter around, he didn't bother to argue with this woman, Nangong Mili.
Otherwise, he would tell her why the millstone was so red!
"Wait."
Lu Changsheng remembered he still had the Wind Centipede Envoy suppressed within his Formless Treasure Wheel and called out to Nangong Mili.
"What is it?"
