"You were paying attention to me back then??" I thought of the white-robed monk in the Illusion Realm who viciously wanted my life, utterly puzzled, "If you wanted to save me, why would you use the Azarhan Sutra to try to kill me in the Illusion Realm?"
"Uh, it was a slip, just a bluff, that wasn't me in the Illusion Realm." Dragon Dad awkwardly chuckled, changing the topic, "They just looked alike, don't misunderstand me. How could such a benevolent, no, such a charitable father-in-law like me possibly harm my daughter-in-law."
I was half-convinced by Dragon Dad's words, though his kindness now might not necessarily mean he's accepting me.
In the Illusion Realm, if it really was Dragon Dad trying to kill me, it might just be to avenge Yu Longting.
For a moment, I was deeply pessimistic inside.
Yet looking at Dragon Dad's face, the more I looked, the more familiar it seemed, especially with the ethereal air that surrounded his every move.
