However, her cultivation was still at rank five Martial King; it hadn’t returned to its initial rank six Martial King. One could see that despite keeping her life, she had still paid quite a price.
“Your father’s come, right?” Lady Piaomiao calmly said after seeing Qiushui Fuyan.
“He hasn’t,” Qiushui Fuyan denied subconsciously.
“Don’t pretend. I’ve actually been up for quite a while. I know he’s here. Other than him, there’s no one else who could have save me,” Lady Piaomiao said.
“Mother, don’t blame me! You know only my father could have saved you. So, I could have only called him over. Otherwise, if anything happens to you, he’ll definitely blame me for the rest of my life!” Qiushui Fuyan was a bit nervous. One could see that she was quite afraid of Lady Piaomiao.
“Silly child, why would I blame you? But, it’s just that… he’s now seen my ugly appearance. He must be really regretting having a relationship with me, right?” When Lady Piaomiao spoke, although she looked very calm, a hint of worry flowed within her eyes.
“He hasn’t! He’s only angry—angry that someone forced you to a state like this! He’s even preparing to avenge you.
“However, Father is still only a rank four Martial King. Not to mention the Holy Land of Martialism’s Jiang Qisha and that despicable and cunning Murong Mingtian, he won’t even be able to deal with Murong Niekong.
“But, he’s not listening to my words, and I can’t convince him no matter what! Mother, how about… you try? Father will definitely listen to your words,” Qiushui Fuyan said.
“Does your father truly not feel disgust at my appearance? Nor has he blamed me for leaving him for so long?” But it seemed that Lady Piaomiao was more concerned with Taikou’s opinion of her.
“Mother, don’t worry. Father loves you a lot, and what he’s concerned with isn’t your appearance, but you as a person. In his heart, there is only you. Otherwise, why would he remain alone for so many years? What sort of woman would he be unable to find with cultivation like his?” Qiushui Fuyan said with a smile.