Dugu Wuwu flew into embarrassed rage, and the pressure around him swept out.
Just as he was about to strike, Jiang Zhenqing's pressure immediately blocked the front.
Prince Jing had made a move!
Dugu Wuwu's face was full of disbelief. "Prince Jing, what is the meaning of this?"
"Know when to stop, fellow Daoist Wuwu," Jiang Zhenqing said.
"As an onlooker, or rather, as an outsider, you should never have berated your daughter so harshly in front of this prince."
"This prince does not know whether this is your first time being a father. As a father, one should be kind on the outside and strict within. If you cannot even maintain a gentle, affectionate gaze toward your own children in front of outsiders, then in private, just how well can you treat them?"
"It can be seen that no matter how good the family traditions of you Dugu Clan may be, when it falls onto individuals, there are still great problems when it comes to educating children.
"This prince is not educating you, nor lecturing you. I am also a father, and I know very well what little brats at this age are thinking.
"They need understanding, support, and respect, especially young geniuses like this, who at such a young age have reached heights ordinary cultivators can hardly hope to attain in their entire lives. Fellow Daoist Wuwu... you... you should think it over properly yourself!"
If not for the fact that Dugu Wuwu and the others had treated him rather politely while he was at Immortal Sea Summit, he would not have even bothered saying these words.
After Prince Jing left, the building sank into silence.
Dugu Tao, Dugu Xin, and the others did not speak again.
In truth, they all knew very well that Dugu Wuwu, as