"Dad, what are you thinking about!"
Chen Jie shook off Lin Chen's hand, her face blushing, then she glared at Chen Lin and continued, "I've come to ask for your advice on something this time."
"There's no time for that now. The issues with the Demon Sect are already giving me a headache, and I have no energy to deal with anything else."
Chen Lin waved his hand, sinking back into thought, "You two better not cause any trouble lately."
"It's already too late, trouble has found us." Chen Jie glanced at Lin Chen, seeing his still calm expression, she couldn't help but smile wryly.
"What? What trouble have you gotten into?" Chen Lin finally stopped his deep thinking, showing concern for his daughter.
"Not me, Lin Chen. He killed Zhou Han..." Chen Jie said slowly.
"Hmm?"
