Lin Huahua's brown eyes widened so much that they almost turned into two round little buttons the moment she saw the floating hologram in front of her.
For one second, she just stood there stiffly, staring at the familiar face inside the light screen as if she had been struck by lightning from the heavens.
Then the next second, her nose turned sour.
Her eyes turned red.
And her whole small body trembled once like a poor little white rat who had finally found her way back to her nest after rolling through suffering outside.
"Pa!" Lin Huahua cried out, her voice so loud and full of grievance that anyone who heard it would think she had just escaped death by a hair.
If someone did not know the truth, they would definitely imagine that she had crossed mountains of blades and seas of fire before finally seeing her father again.
