Upon hearing this, a hint of coldness finally appeared in Mu Hensheng's eyes.
"Qingge, don't force your father," Mu Hensheng said with a frown, "You've always been an obedient child since you were little."
"Since childhood, you've also been a kind father, but I didn't expect such disgust under your facade."
After saying this, Mu Qingge turned around, wanting to leave.
However, just as Mu Qingge turned around, she felt a dark shadow suddenly appear before her. She swiftly retreated, and a few Golden Needles flew out from her hand.
But the shadow simply swept its sleeve, directly blowing all the Golden Needles away.
"Little girl, your Taiyi Profound Needle hasn't reached mastery yet."
The newcomer's voice was somewhat frivolous, yet the face was gruesome, appearing to be in the forties, but possessing formidable strength, likely at least at the Grandmaster level.
"Protector Cyan Dragon."
Upon seeing who it was, Mu Hensheng also greeted respectfully.
