In the Princess Royal's residence.
This was the first time that Feng Wu had ever met her own father.
The middle-aged man wore a purple robe and looked rather serious. Feng Wu realized right away that he was a capable cultivator, at least more capable than she was.
Feng Wu was already a Spiritual Sovereign, which was one of the rare cases in the Dayan Empire. However, Feng Yanbing was even more powerful than she was and had completely suppressed Feng Wu.
Feng Wu narrowed her eyes and looked at him with hostility.
"Gosh, you're such a pair of father and daughter. Why are you staring at each other like two cross-eyed birds?" A pleasant voice came from a short distance away.
Feng Wu didn't look back, but the woman casually walked up to Feng Wu, looked her in the eye, and suddenly smiled. "This is Xiao Wu, isn't it? It's been years since we last met, but she's already so pretty."
