In front of Luo Xue, the assassin's king had no aura or arrogance, just an ordinary father!
His doting on Luo Xue was beyond Ye Luo's imagination.
"Dad, let's get going then. I'll come see you when I return from the Dark Alliance!"
At the moment of departure, Luo Xue's words softened.
The old man immediately beamed with delight, "That's naturally good! Xue'er, your dad owes you so much, but at least I found a good man for you. You must cherish him!"
Luo Xue felt a bit sentimental at the moment of departure, and was a little uncomfortable hearing his earlier words, but once she heard the latter, she immediately widened her eyes.
"You're so old already, what are you thinking about all day!" she said, turning to leave.
Ye Luo smiled helplessly and followed in Luo Xue's footsteps.
The assassin's king stood like a statue in the main hall, watching the backs of the two until they disappeared from view, then sighed.
