"Dear daughter... you mean... space?"
Hua Chengtian was so overwhelmed by the surprise that he couldn't even speak coherently.
No wonder... no wonder Mother always made him bleed, it turns out this was the reason.
Looking at the jade artifacts on the table, his eyes instantly burned with excitement, especially the last one, wishing his daughter would bleed a bit more.
Seeing that her father understood, Hua Jing nodded, then watched as her father earnestly tried to sense it, and in no time his face turned crimson from the effort.
"Daughter, I don't feel anything, maybe the blood isn't enough, quickly, a few more pricks," Hua Chengtian urged, extending his finger.
Looking at the ring that absorbed his blood, not just a few pricks, even using a knife to slice, he wouldn't blink an eye at this point.
