So the Bull Demon King hurriedly turned back and said to his daughter:
"Qiqi, look! Your father's motorcycle is fast too, and I even modified it. Don't you think it looks especially cool and handsome to ride?"
Hearing her father's words, Qiqi lowered her head to look at the motorcycle beneath her, frowned, then raised her head to look at him again. She shook her head and said:
"Dad, are you getting senile? How can your bike still be handsome when it looks like this? Look at Master's bike. He spent a huge amount of money on it—it nearly cost half a month's output from an iron mine."
The Bull Demon King was slightly stunned by Qiqi's words. He had not expected his daughter to say something like that.
In his eyes, his daughter had always been someone who only needed to hold out her hand for clothes and open her mouth for food. Yet she actually knew how much Uchiha Hiko's vehicle had cost.
That struck him as rather strange. He slightly raised his head to look at his daughter, even forgetting to accelerate his own bike.
Instead, he put on a stern face and said to her:
"Qiqi, how did you know how much Master's bike cost?"
What mattered was not that he thought his daughter had developed an understanding of money. He was afraid that she had picked up some money-making and wealth-gathering habits from Uchiha Hiko.
That was the very last thing he wanted to happen.
Seeing her father suddenly become so serious, even Qiqi found it strange. She blankly shook her head and said with a smile:
"The grown-ups told me. When they were talking, they said Master used half a month's output from an iron mine to buy a luxury car. Everyone envied him