"What is it?"
Fang Qingyue tilted her head.
"Finish the sentence, Father."
Lin Zhaoyue immediately frowned.
"Is that any manner to speak to your father?"
Then she glanced toward Fang Yuan.
"And what exactly were you planning to say?"
Fang Yuan felt his scalp tingle.
One wanted him to answer, the other also wanted him to answer.
Unfortunately, neither of them would be happy with the answer he was about to give.
After several seconds of careful consideration, Fang Yuan arrived at a profound conclusion.
This battlefield was unwinnable.
Immediately sensing the need to retreat, Fang Yuan coughed lightly.
"Dear, when do you think we should begin the realm advancement?"
Lin Zhaoyue's attention shifted at once.
A proud expression immediately appeared on her face.
"My love, I've already taken care of everything."
She lifted her chin slightly.
"All we need now is to find a place where the clan can settle after ascending."
Fang Qingyue's eyes immediately brightened.
