"Xiao Yu... why?"
Liu Yingying's eyes turned red as tears cascaded down her cheeks like a breached dam, her voice choked with sobs.
Huo Songhua clenched his fists, his face deathly pale, staring blankly in confusion.
"Why? I think it's better that you don't know the reason! Now, please leave!"
Huo Xiaoyu replied indifferently, with a cold tone.
"No! Xiao Yu, you are our daughter! Let's forget about cultivating Taoist Techniques, and stop trying to get stronger. Let's go home, where you can live a safe and happy life. All Mom wants is to see you safe and cheerful!"
Liu Yingying by now was a figure drenched in tears, looking at Huo Xiaoyu with pleading and longing.
"Enough! Stop calling me! Annoying woman, aren't you tired of it?"
