Lu Yuan was quite satisfied on his way back from the Martial Hall. Sparring with the Grand Celestial Master had been exhilarating. The flames he could conjure in his hand were more potent than before, several times more powerful in fact. If they were little fireballs before, now they were great big ones.
Lu Yuan looked at his own two hands, which had never seen much hardship. They weren't rough and calloused like a farmer's, but still had the soft, slender fingers of a scholar.
"These hands of mine are for caressing my wife and conquering the world."
After Lu Yuan returned to the residence, Su Liyan told him her idea for her and her mother to take Bengbeng back to the village, adding that Bengbeng could already walk now.
He naturally agreed to the trip and said he wanted to go with them.
As for the fact that his daughter could already walk, Lu Yuan was quite unperturbed. It seemed he was getting used to her peculiarities.
'She'd even started calling him "daddy" a few days ago.'
