In his imagination, Han Yan should have already possessed decent strength, but no matter how strong, it shouldn’t be too extreme, after all, her innate talent was laid out in the open, and even the renowned Divine Fortune Teller had once declared that she was unlikely to achieve much. This was not something that could simply be compensated for by effort alone. Reaching a Sixth-tier Swordsman must be mostly due to the influence of the Vessel Cutting Marrow Cleansing Pill. The source of this content ɪs novel[f]ire.net
Unexpectedly, she truly gained her strength through her own efforts, which completely exceeded his expectations.
"Dad, believe me, from now on, I won’t be a burden to you anymore, nor will I let you face any danger because of me. I will become your pride," with the warning from the Star Illusion Thousand Machine in mind, Han Yan couldn’t reveal her secret, but she still solemnly promised.
"Hmm, that’s my son, Mu Rui’an, a good child of the Mu Family. I believe in you. Whatever that Divine Fortune Teller says is just nonsense, nothing but a God-man. You’ve got today’s strength and this heart, and Dad is very pleased, very pleased," Mu Rui’an’s face, usually as cold as a thousand-year frost, rarely showed a smile as he said this proudly, patting Han Yan’s shoulder heavily while speaking.
Keeping the secret for so many years, he truly felt sorry for his daughter yet had to raise her as a playboy son and put on an indifferent facade in front of others, he was indeed repressed enough. Now that his true feelings were revealed, he even forgot that Han Yan was disguising herself as a man, probably because he had gotten too used to raising a son.
"Dad!" Han Yan grunted in pain, her teeth clenched. Dad, can you go easy on me? My bones are about to be scattered.
"Oh, Dad shouldn’t have patted your shoulder so hard. Right, my daughter, my good daughter," Mu Rui’an then realized his mistake, smacked his forehead, and sheepishly said, followed by a conciliatory smile, "Shall we change the style?"
Before Han Yan could understand what Mu Rui’an meant, she was suddenly enveloped in his bear hug. He wailed, "My daughter, my precious daughter. Dad has wanted to hug you for so long. My good daughter has suffered, and Dad really feels for you. Sometimes, I really wish I could slap myself twice. Wailing..."
Moved, Han Yan felt a sourness in her eyes, but the tears that were about to spill were literally choked back by her father’s bear hug. I’m going to die! Can’t... breathe!
"Dad... Dad~" Han Yan gasped, her eyes rolling back as she struggled to say, "Let’s, let’s go back to the style we had before." This style, I really can’t take it. It could kill someone!
At that moment, Mu Rui’an finally realized that he had been too excited and almost suffocated his daughter! He hurriedly let go, scratching his head in embarrassment, and anxiously asked, "My good daughter, are you okay?"
"No, nothing’s wrong," Han Yan took a long breath before responding leisurely.
Then they looked at each other and laughed, the laughter growing louder and louder.
For the first time, the father and daughter were open and sincere with each other, truly enjoying their time together, feeling a warmth they had never experienced before, the smiles on their faces possibly greater than all those in their lifetimes combined.
"Alright, since you haven’t taken the Vessel Cutting Marrow Cleansing Pill, there’s no harm done. Keep up your cultivation. Dad also wants to see his good daughter rely on her effort to become a Sword Master, a legendary Sword Saint known throughout the land," Mu Rui’an looked at his daughter with a gaze filled with relief and anticipation, cherishing her beyond measure, no longer disguising his feelings as he had in the past.
"This Vessel Cutting Marrow Cleansing Pill is of no use to me now, how about I give it back to you, Dad?" Han Yan said.
"Although it may not be of much use, it is still the first gift Dad gave you. Keep it as a memento," Mu Rui’an said with a tinge of guilt.