Meeting Father-in-Law

Pale golden sunlight slanted down through the vents in the roof. Within that straight beam, it was as though countless Elemental Bugs of light were dancing. The light was weak, yet aside from the Sunstone desk lamp, it was the only source of illumination. It was just enough for Li Ziran to see the other man's rigid face.

Even with only a glance, it was as though he had seen straight through the man's stiff, unyielding nature.

That face looked as though it had been cast from molten steel, incapable of showing the slightest expression.

He was very busy. He merely hurriedly indicated that Li Ziran should sit on the sofa, then continued sorting through the notes on his desk, as though those things mattered more than his daughter's lifelong happiness.

Li Ziran paid more attention to the man's chest, as though he wanted to see through the plain hemp clothes and into the rapidly operating organs within, to find out exactly which one controlled the sealing spell.

Unfortunately, the eyes he had transplanted did not possess the slightest bit of x-ray vision. Still, he focused more spiritual power into his Blinding pupils and activated the Resurrection Gallbladder. He had to be prepared for anything.

The air was stifling, like the gloom before rain. He could sense the coming storm.

The sound of pages turning was like distant thunder, while the occasionally shifting lamplight was like lightning.

No father could tolerate someone trifling with his daughter, much less a man like this.

The longer he waited, the more anxious Li Ziran became. He could not figure out how this rigid man would treat him. He was not as simple-minded as Jenny. With only a little care, he could spot the flaws in Li Ziran's scheme.

All he had to do