At that moment, Sikong Jing thought of all the things Su Yuexian had done before and found it rather amusing. No wonder she had reminded him of his mother-in-law back then—their personalities had practically been cast from the same mold.
Hearing Sikong Jing's words, Mei Xiaofang snapped irritably, "What's wrong with taking after me? Is it not allowed for my daughter to resemble me?"
Sikong Jing and Su Zhenglong exchanged a look, both understanding without a word.
"By the way, how did Yuexian come to ask you for a Flowing Cloud Flying Squirrel? Did you get two of them?" Mei Xiaofang suddenly asked.
Without a moment's thought, Sikong Jing replied, "The situation at the time was... a Heaven Realm Rift-Gold Steel-Fanged Tiger had badly injured two of them, and I got them both. Then Sister-in-law Yuexian asked me for one."
He had nearly told the truth, but if he did... no one would believe it.
Helplessly, Sikong Jing could only make something up again.
Next, he explained how Su Yuexian had encountered her immediate superior, the high-ranking assassin Pattern Hunter, who had tried to seize the Flowing Cloud Flying Squirrel.
Listening to Sikong Jing, Su Zhenglong's heart ached anew.
"Yuexian actually took such a risk for me. Luckily, Ah Jing, you destroyed the evidence and disposed of the bodies. Otherwise, it would have been dangerous."
"I've truly wronged her too much."
"An assassin... how did she live through these ten years?"
As Su Zhenglong poured out his anguish, Mei Xiaofang began sobbing bitterly again. Why had her eldest daughter's fate been so cruel?
"Father-in-law, the most urgent matter is for you to quickly consume the Flowing Cloud Flying Squirrel's inner core and recover your strength."
Sikong Jing suddenly reminded him in a low voice.
Su Zhenglong's entire body shuddered, his