"What are honey twists and hotpot base? Our Lian Clan people especially love spicy food," Lian Xin asked hesitantly.
"They're tasty, that's all you need to know," Zard said with a cheerful grin. "Whenever I come to the Inner World from now on, I'll bring you snacks from over there. I can fit quite a lot inside my body."
Lian Xin had wanted to agree, but changed her mind at the last moment. "I don't like snacks, but if you want to bring them, then bring them. No one can stop you."
At that moment.
"I'm thirsty. Give me some water," Chen Jiazhang shouted, seeing the two of them growing closer and hurriedly trying to interrupt. "Little Treasure, have the Golden Corpses untie me! I'm an old bag of bones. It's not like I can run away!"
"Don't call me Little Treasure!" Lian Xin stopped in the middle of the group and looked thoughtfully at Chen Jiazhang. "You truly don't have the bearing you had back then. Since you ran away, since you said you wanted to pursue your dreams, why did you let yourself become like this?
Since you chose to abandon my mother, you should have lived a better life. Otherwise, wouldn't everything my mother sacrificed have been for nothing?"
At the mention of this, Chen Jiazhang fell silent.
In truth, he could sense that Lian Xin's tone carried not only resentment at being abandoned, but also a trace of concern for him.
After all, they were father and daughter. How could they possibly cut off all feelings entirely?
He understood Lian Xin's resentment, but he did not know how to answer.
Zard said from the side, "He was set up by his best friend and lost his path as a knight. Then he spent his days drinking