Dad Is So Dumb!

It wasn't just Wang Jiaojiao who felt something was off. Wang Yongqiang and Zhang Hui were still utterly bewildered!

The moment they received word that something had happened to their daughter, they rushed over. From the police officers and doctors involved, they learned that Wang Jiaojiao's car accident had been horrific—she had practically been at death's door.

Yet after she was brought to the hospital, the doctors discovered that aside from severe blood loss, she did not have a single injury on her body. It was simply unbelievable.

After receiving treatment, Wang Jiaojiao quickly woke from her coma.

Both Wang Yongqiang and Zhang Hui heaved huge sighs of relief.

To the couple, who loved Wang Jiaojiao dearly, nothing mattered more than their daughter being alive and safe. They truly did not want to think too much about anything else.

"And you still dare say you're fine!"

Wang Yongqiang pulled a long face and shouted angrily, "Do you know you almost died? You're not allowed to drive anymore, and you're not allowed to run around outside either. Stay home and behave yourself..."

"Hmph!"

Wang Jiaojiao, who had been trying hard to recall the accident, immediately exploded. She turned her back on her father and ignored him in a huff.

Zhang Hui glared at her husband. "Can't you say a little less? Look at Jiaojiao's condition, and you're still scolding her? Whatever it is, can't we wait until she's discharged and talk about it at home?"

Faced with his wife's roar, Wang Yongqiang had no choice but to mutter, "Then you watch over her. I'm going out for a smoke."

Smoking was only an excuse. He wanted to find out more about what had happened.

This whole matter was far too strange.

As a fairly influential local businessman in Hang City, Wang Yongqiang had some connections at the police station.

Zhang Hui said disdainfully, "Go on, then."

Wang Yongqiang shook his head, stood up, and left the intensive care ward.

The moment Wang Yongqiang left, Wang Jiaojiao immediately stopped playing dead. Terrified that she might truly be confined at home, she naturally had to act cute and plead with the mother who loved her most, hoping to earn a pardon.

But her body was still very weak, and her mind had suffered a powerful shock earlier. After saying a few words to Zhang Hui, she closed her eyes and fell into a deep sleep.

In her daze, the man wearing a helmet and sunglasses appeared in her mind once again.

"Ah~"

When another scream rang out from the sword training room, nobody in the lobby of Heavenly Vast Martial Arts Hall reacted anymore. Those practicing boxing continued boxing, and those practicing swordsmanship continued practicing. Nobody could even be bothered to glance over.

Inside the sword training room, Zuo Yi, who was sitting in a recliner by the window and playing on his phone, frowned and snapped at the chubby boy practicing the Knight Body Tempering Art, "Shut up!"

Sun Qiang, who had just completed a movement, shrank his head and said awkwardly, "I'm used to it."

When he had first started yesterday, completing even one movement had caused him unbearable pain. But after repeated practice, the aching, tugging sensation in his muscles and joints had steadily lessened.

The chubby boy simply felt more comfortable and refreshed after letting out a roar once he had finished.

"Forget it."

Zuo Yi put away his phone and said, "I'm too lazy to listen to you squawk like a chicken. Keep practicing here by yourself."

Sun Qiang nodded forcefully.

When he returned home yesterday, he had weighed himself and discovered that he had actually lost two pounds. The changes he felt in his body were even more tangible, so Little Qiang now had absolute faith in Zuo Yi.

Whatever his teacher said was right.

"Teacher..."

After hesitating for a moment, he asked Zuo Yi, who was about to leave, "How long do I still need to practice this movement?"

Zuo Yi smiled. "Practice it for half a month first, then we'll talk."

The Knight Body Tempering Art had immediate effects when used by ordinary people for exercise, but sticking with it long-term was a real test of perseverance and willpower. The chubby boy looked somewhat dim-witted, but he possessed a stubbornly tenacious streak.

That was why Zuo Yi did not mind giving him more guidance.

He could serve as a living advertisement.

Since he had chosen to become an instructor at Heavenly Vast Martial Arts Hall to help Shang Yulin, Zuo Yi naturally had to take on the corresponding responsibility.

But what he needed to do now was see his daughter.

The time Zuo Yi had gone over yesterday had not been appropriate. He had only delivered a gift before returning, so today he deliberately headed to the childcare center early.

Now that he had a motorcycle for transportation, it was much more convenient.

As usual, Zuo Yi bought another gift when he went to see Bao'er today.

"Bao'er..."

In the parent-child activity area of Angel Baby Childcare Center, Wang Juan asked Bao'er with a smile, "Look who's here?"

Seeing Zuo Yi again, Bao'er was not as shy as she had been yesterday. She looked at him timidly and said, "Daddy."

She already knew that Zuo Yi was her father, but she still did not have a clear concept of what the word "Daddy" meant.

After all, "Daddy" had never existed in Bao'er's life before.

Zuo Yi smiled and nodded, presenting the gift as though showing off. "Bao'er, these are candies Daddy bought for you."

He had given her a doll yesterday, so today it was candy. Tomorrow, he could consider clothes or shoes—he would keep changing things up.

To win his daughter's affection, the newly minted dad Zuo Yi had truly racked his brains.

But his efforts were not in vain. Bao'er accepted the pretty candy jar and softly said, "Thank you, Daddy."

That was tremendous progress!

Zuo Yi sat down on the carpet with a chuckle and gently asked, "Do you want to eat one now? Daddy can open it for you."

Bao'er tilted her head, then nodded.

This was already their third meeting. With Wang Juan keeping her company as well, Bao'er no longer had much wariness or resistance toward Zuo Yi.

The instinct in her bloodline also gave her a natural sense of closeness toward him.

Bao'er did not notice that Wang Juan had quietly retreated to the doorway, leaving the two of them some space.

"Pick one."

Zuo Yi opened the candy jar for her and let Bao'er choose from the dazzling assortment of candies inside.

Bao'er chose a fruit candy wrapped in rainbow-colored paper.

After unwrapping it and popping the tiny candy into her mouth, the sweet flavor made the little girl squint her eyes, faint dimples appearing on her cheeks.

"Here you go."

Zuo Yi handed the candy jar back to her.

Bao'er took it. After thinking for a moment, she held the jar out to him and said indistinctly, "Daddy, you have one too."

Zuo Yi had once believed his heart was as hard as iron, that nothing could ever shake it again. Only now did he realize that he was not as tough and unyielding as he had imagined.

At that moment, his heart seemed to melt and soak in honeyed water. Though he had not yet tasted the candy, he could already feel its sweetness.

Not wanting to refuse Bao'er's kindness, Zuo Yi took a candy as well, unwrapped it, and put it into his mouth.

Bao'er asked, "Is it good?"

Zuo Yi nodded. "It's very good!"

Bao'er asked again, "What flavor is yours?"

Zuo Yi smacked his lips. "Mm, apple flavor."

Bao'er said, "Mine is orange flavor."

She instructed Zuo Yi, "Look, the ones with oranges drawn on them should be orange flavor, and the ones with apples must be apple flavor. So if you want a certain flavor, you can pick it yourself."

Zuo Yi looked utterly awestruck. "Really?"

If the high-ranking knights, wizards, and demon experts who had fallen beneath Zuo Yi's sword had seen his current "idiotic" expression, their coffin lids probably would not have stayed shut!

Zuo Yi gave her a thumbs-up. "Bao'er is so smart!"

Bao'er smiled shyly, looking a little embarrassed.

After swallowing the melted fruit candy juice in her mouth, she asked, "Daddy, do you know how to play chess?"

Without thinking, Zuo Yi replied, "Do you want to play? Daddy can play with you!"

"Okay!"

Bao'er immediately brightened up.

She put down the candy jar, quickly took out a set of Chinese checkers from a drawer in the bookshelf beside her, then dragged over a small plastic stool and placed it down before plopping herself opposite Zuo Yi.

Her movements were very practiced, and she seemed much livelier. She was no longer as easily shy or wary of strangers as before.

Zuo Yi suddenly understood. "Chinese checkers."

Bao'er asked worriedly, "Do you know how?"

"Of course."

Zuo Yi bragged, "Daddy could play Chinese checkers when he was three. I was unbeatable under heaven!"

Knight's Heart suddenly trembled, reminding him that boasting came at a price—quite a bit of faith power immediately leaked away!

Zuo Yi ignored it outright.

"Mm."

Bao'er did not really understand what "unbeatable under heaven" meant, but it was enough that Zuo Yi knew how to play. She picked up the glass marbles on her side and carefully arranged them on the board.

At that moment, Zuo Yi noticed Wang Juan at the door make a gesture to indicate that she was leaving first.

Zuo Yi nodded and secretly returned an "OK" gesture.

Zuo Yi and Bao'er played Chinese checkers for nearly twenty minutes. Then Bao'er's pieces completely occupied his home base, while his own pieces still needed at least several dozen more moves to finish.

"I won."

Bao'er declared her victory, mercilessly puncturing Zuo Yi's boast. "Daddy, you're so dumb!"

Third update complete!!!