At this point, even a fool could see that Bengbeng was different. Su Liyan and her mother had already guessed as much from what Yunyun had said.
After Su Liyan and her group returned to their old family home, she saw that the old furnishings were indeed several notches below the items used in the Zhao Mansion in Taiping City.
Her father was nowhere in sight.
Su Liyan's father was out hoeing and leveling the soil in the fields.
From afar, someone shouted loudly, "Liyan's father, your girl is back! They're at the entrance to the village now!"
Leaning on his farm tool, Su Liyan's father raised a hand to shield his eyes from the glaring sun and saw that it was Aunt Li speaking from the edge of the field.
Hearing that his daughter and wife had returned, Su Liyan's father was overjoyed. He grabbed his tool and rushed home.
Whether Su Liyan and her mother were part of the Half-demon Race or not didn't matter. His daughter had made him incredibly proud.
