"Act in place of your parents...?"
Xiao Se murmured without realizing it. Put that way, it seemed the other party had not set out this time simply because he had sensed such a powerful enemy appearing beside his daughter.
"..."
But faced with Xiao Se's momentary confusion, Lin Dong only smiled, neither confirming nor denying it.
Watching Lin Dong's noncommittal smile, Xiao Se did not press the matter too far either, and gently nodded.
"Many thanks to Uncle Lin Dong for making a move to help."
"It was nothing—besides, for Nephew Xiao Se, even if no one had made a move to help, this Devouring Demon would not have escaped your grasp."
Lin Dong smiled faintly.
"Really? Dad? Is he really that strong?"
Lin Jing could not help blinking as she asked.
"Brother Xiao's son does not diminish his parents' glory."
Lin Dong shook his head. Though he himself understood that the two were separated by several hundred years, and that given a hundred years, his own daughter's achievements might not necessarily be inferior to the other's, he still could not help sighing inwardly at this moment.
"Your dad has not reached the point of being old and dim-eyed yet. I would hardly misjudge something like this."
"It would merely take a little more effort."
"In the end, I am still far from Father and Mother. I have made a fool of myself before Uncle."
Yet Xiao Se pressed his lips together without realizing it. Lin Dong, however, clearly did not think so. "There has never been any principle that descendants must surpass their forebears. Otherwise, the Great Thousand World would not have been trapped in this disaster of the Evil Clans for tens of thousands of years, unable to break free."
"So why trouble yourself over such an empty