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"Dad, am I here?"

Qian Potian strode over, pulled Mo Xue up, and took the seat with him.

Immediately, a domestic servant came to serve tea, fruit and snacks. Mo Xue glanced at the people below and saw that their faces were a little ugly, but she did not dare to show it.

I couldn't help but sigh. Although my father treated these adopted sons and daughters well, he had deprived her of all favors since she came back.

Qian Potian sighed softly and shook his head. Before he could bring the tea cup to his mouth, he put it down again and dropped it on the table with a thud.

As if something is on his mind.

"Dad, what happened? You seem to have something on your mind."

When Mo Xue turned around, she saw Qian Potian's worried look, as if something was about to happen.

"My child, your immortal cultivator's physique has been transmitted to the palace. Tomorrow the palace will summon you to the palace. The palace is no different from home. It is full of dangers. If you make a wrong step, you will make a wrong step." After saying this, he choked in his throat.

Here, I coughed several times in succession.

Mo Xue stretched out her hand and ran it along Qian Potian's back. She couldn't help but think in her mind that it was indeed not easy for the emperor to summon her, but she didn't expect her father to be so anxious.

"Dad, if the soldiers come to cover up the water and earth, my daughter will be careful."

Qian Potian took a closer look at his daughter. She was well-behaved, polite, and cautious.

Then he said: "But don't worry, kid, the emperor doesn't dare to do anything to us. You are the only immortal cultivator in Tianqi. It's not too late for him to be respectful. But don't let them catch you when you enter the palace."

"Dad, don't worry, your daughter has her own opinion?"

She, Mo Xue, is not afraid of entering the palace.

Just in time to avenge that day's fight in the arena, that damn man, don't let her die so quickly.

Qian Potian nodded, thinking that this smart daughter knew how to measure things.

The more he looked at this daughter, the happier he became. The sure and confident light in her eyes at such a young age, as well as the order and tone of her speech, were all the same as he had been in those days.

He is knowledgeable and decisive, his temperament and demeanor are stable and mature, and his words are full of well-established wisdom and certainty.


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