"From now on, you're my real dad."
Zhao Guotian dropped to his knees with a thud.
"Get up."
Wang Ye smiled faintly, then left with Xia Yurou and the Fengxue War Steed.
Yun Huiru, meanwhile, saw them off at the side, and only turned back once the two had gone far away.
The Fengxue War Steed was worth over six million Wan; every man in Blackwater City knew that.
After all, there isn't a man who doesn't love mounts. Even if they can't afford one, they're still very clear about the prices.
It's just that in a place like Blackwater City, the Fengxue mounts aren't exactly rare.
So Wang Ye and Xia Yurou sitting comfortably together on the mount didn't attract much attention.
In no time, the two of them had already ridden the mount through the air to Blackwater Mountain.
The Fengxue mount then submerged itself into the Blackwater River, lying in wait for Wang Ye's summons.
