Mu Xue'Er's heart ached, and tears fell like a stream onto Zhang Feng's arm.
"It's nothing." Zhang Feng, not sure whether to comfort Mu Xue'Er or what, said to her:
"Xue'Er, wipe your tears. Do you want to see Dad perform a magic trick?"
"Okay." Mu Xue'Er, feeling wronged but obedient, wiped her tears symbolically.
Right before Mu Xue'Er's eyes, her outstretched arm.
A radiant golden light unexpectedly shone from it.
A few seconds later, the light disappeared.
All traces of blood and injuries on the arm vanished without a trace.
Seeing this, Mu Xue'Er's eyes lit up with instant joy, and she immediately burst into a cheer:
"Wow!! Dad! You're amazing, you're amazing!!"
"Dad, this isn't magic, you're an immortal, aren't you, Dad!"
Though Mu Xue'Er's eyes were still moist with tears, her excitement couldn't be contained, leading to cheers.
Zhang Feng looked at Mu Xue'Er and said with a gentle smile:
"Xue'Er, this is a secret between you and Daddy, okay?"
"Okay, okay!"
