"I don't want my dad anymore!"
Jiang Siming: "Uh..."
He suddenly felt a little sorry for the Ghost King Sect Master. Hey, your daughter just told me she doesn't want you anymore.
"Are you sure?" Jiang Siming asked for confirmation.
Biyao bit her rosy lips. As if she had made a momentous decision, she said, "Rather than live in agony every day, I'd rather follow you and roam the world."
"Then you're just going to leave your dad alone?"
Biyao rolled her eyes at Jiang Siming and said, "My dad isn't some helpless old bachelor. He's the Ghost King Sect Master, you know. With me gone, he'll only have one less person causing him trouble. That old man will be overjoyed."
"I'm going back to Qingyun Sect. How is a demoness like you supposed to come with me, may I ask?" Jiang Siming said with a smile.
"If you don't tell anyone, no one will know. Besides, at worst, I just won't use any techniques from the demonic sects. Then no one will find out." Biyao had thought it through very carefully.
"Who said that?" Jiang Siming laughed. "Did you forget about my junior sister?"
"She's your mistress, isn't she? Just don't let her say anything. At worst, I'll go beg her. I can call her Sister, can't I?"
Thinking of Lu Xueqi's icy face gave Biyao a headache. Back in the Demon Abyss Land, Lu Xueqi had given her plenty of dirty looks and caused her no end of trouble.
The two of them had originally been enemies, but now, in order to compete for his favor, Biyao decided that she might as well sacrifice some dignity and turn hostility into friendship.
After she had put it that way, if Jiang Siming still refused, wouldn't he be foolishly letting