Ye Yunchuan smiled and nodded. It had indeed been a while, and he wanted to spend some time with Horikita Suzune.
"Dad, I want to train. Can I borrow your Training Ground for a while?"
Seeing Ye Yunchuan staring endlessly at Horikita Suzune, Ye Xinyin puffed out her cheeks in displeasure.
"Training? You train all day long. Isn't that enough?"
Ye Yunchuan could not help covering his forehead.
He had once imagined what his first daughter would be like—mischievous and eccentric, or perhaps gentle, virtuous, refined, and well-mannered.
What he never expected was for Ye Xinyin to be a training fanatic.
At such a young age, she had already cultivated her breathing technique to the realm of non-action.
Even when she did not deliberately train, she was practically breathing every moment.
Simply put, Ye Xinyin was training almost every moment.
Like Ye Yunchuan, she grew stronger with every passing second.
Although her innate foundation was not particularly strong, in terms of cultivation talent, Ye Xinyin was absolutely the strongest among all the daughters he currently had.
"It's not enough! Every time I see you, Dad, you're bullying Mom. I have to become stronger than you, then teach you a proper lesson!"
As she said this, the little girl clenched her fists.
Seeing her say such words with such a serious expression, Ye Yunchuan was utterly speechless...
"How many times have I told you, Xinyin? That isn't bullying. Dad and Mom are just playing a game, okay?"
Ye Yunchuan covered his face. Even if he were beaten to death, he would never have imagined that his daughter's reason for training so hard would be this bizarre.
"I don't care! I want to train! Dad, hurry up and let me into the Training Ground!"
Seemingly realizing that Ye Yunchuan did not want