Wu Tian had no idea what the Sword Emperor had said. Even if he had, he probably would have just scoffed.
At that moment, Wu Tian was watching television, wondering, Where could my sword sheath have gone?
The little one and Qin Yuhan returned from buying school supplies. This was usually a happy time for most children, though the happiness rarely lasted long. The joy from new stationery might last for three or four days, but a school semester was so much longer.
As soon as she was back, the little one bounced over to Wu Tian, her arms outstretched. "Daddy, hug me," she said in a sweet, childish voice.
Wu Tian smiled and picked her up. Even though the little one was quite capable, she was still so young. Like most parents, he was often overly cautious with his own child, carefully holding her and worrying the position might be uncomfortable.
He set the little one on his lap, and she immediately burst into giggles. "Dad, you're watching cartoons? How shameless!"
