"Qingxue knows, I'm not afraid..."
Though separated by the red gauze, Hou Yuxiao could still feel that when Zhao Qingxue said these words, her clear and determined eyes were gazing at him. His mind and spirit were slightly shaken, and he clumsily shifted his gaze away.
...…
Lin Xuangan bowed his head in deep thought and did not reply to Fahai for a long time. It was only after a lengthy silence that he looked up at Fahai, a faint smile on his face, and said loudly,
"The World-Honored One's words are clearly understood by Mister Lin, but after all, I have only this one daughter. Her mother has already passed away, and if I, as her father, do not even care about her, how am I any different from a beast?
If I, as a father, cannot preside over her wedding or even ensure the safety of this couple, then I have lived these past five years in vain."
