Hearing their daughter say this, Da Ming and Er Ming immediately turned their curious gazes toward Qiu'er beside them.
Qiu'er grew a little embarrassed under their stares, but she still pretended to remain calm. "It wasn't like I deliberately tried to persuade him... The situation was rather special at the time. Di Tian... accepted it quite calmly. He said that as long as I was willing, that was all that mattered."
The circumstances back then had indeed been special—far too special.
This happened after the Beast Tide.
Only after exhausting every scheme and benefiting from a series of lucky coincidences had Qian Chaoguang finally managed, with tremendous effort, to beat Di Tian flat.
Then, after using the First-generation Angel God to spin an enormous lie and scare him into submission, he had taken advantage of Qiu'er's dazed state to unexpectedly come clean.
At that time, Qiu'er had nearly suffered a mental breakdown on the spot because of what Wang Dong had gone through.
Di Tian, as an old father, had not even had time to feel sorry for his daughter. How could he dare oppose her?
He couldn't bear to, either!
What if one wrong sentence or even half a sentence provoked her? What then?
Di Tian might have been domineering and decisive, but when it came to Qiu'er, he spoiled her beyond all limits.
His doting was even more excessive than Er Ming's.
What could he possibly say under such extraordinary circumstances?
He could only leave behind the words, "Fate makes fools of people," then pinch his nose and accept it.
Afterward, Qiu'er went to cultivate with the Silver Dragon King. Since the Silver Dragon King did not say anything, Di Tian never brought up the matter again.
It was a muddled account, accepted in a muddle.
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