Dozens of half-grown children glanced toward Baili Jing with both fear and anticipation, then finally turned and slowly walked away.
After sending the others away, Su Decheng signaled to his daughter.
Su Qiao gave a slight nod and stepped forward to follow them.
"Xiao Qiao stays."
Of course, Baili Jing had sent the others away precisely because he wanted to spend some time alone with Su Qiao. How could he possibly let her leave?
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Su Chengde stopped in his tracks, confused and shocked.
Xiao Qiao?
Hadn't she still been "Su Qiao" just now?
How long had it even been?
In the time it took to turn around, how had she become "Xiao Qiao"?
Su Chengde was both deeply distressed and worried. Mustering his courage, he took two steps forward. "Martial Uncle, my daughter, she..."
"She's always been obsessed with secluded cultivation and rarely comes out. She doesn't understand social etiquette very well. If she does anything wrong, I hope Martial Uncle can forgive her."
There was no way he would believe that Baili Jing had fallen for his daughter at first sight.
Baili Jing was famously cold and taciturn. Even when he had first joined Qingtian Sect, he had almost never left his residence or befriended anyone.
There had even once been rumors that when he encountered a fellow disciple being killed during an excursion, he hadn't lifted a finger to help.
With such an indifferent personality, on top of cultivating the Heartless Art, how could he possibly have truly taken a fancy to his daughter?
Seeing the wariness on his face, Baili Jing was somewhat speechless.
"This Venerable One merely wants to invite her to my place for a cup of Spirit Tea."
Regardless of the current situation, he would get her back to his place first and