The atmosphere in Shrek's private dining area was unusually tense that morning.
Throughout breakfast, Huo Yuhao was under the close scrutiny of two pairs of eyes.
One belonged to Wang Yan, whose complicated gaze and head full of questions made it clear he still hadn't processed the earth-shattering news that Huo Yuhao had gained a daughter overnight.
The other belonged to Du Busi, the leader of the Body Sect.
Du Busi had lived for a century. He had seen geniuses emerge in droves and Martial Souls undergo strange mutations. But never had he seen a twelve-year-old prodigy go into seclusion for one night and conjure a living child out of thin air.
He had planned to speak with Huo Yuhao after breakfast about the inheritance of Body Martial Souls. Instead, his gaze remained fixed on the little girl bouncing around nearby.
Huo Yan'er had short silver-white hair streaked with black, a stray tuft that swayed in the breeze, and dragon scales that flickered in and out of sight. She was so soft and adorable that no one could look away.
Sharp-eyed as ever, the little girl spotted the distinguished-looking Du Busi. Trusting her instinctive fondness for elders, she pattered over and called out in a sweet, clear voice, "Grandpa!"
That one soft "Grandpa" completely won Du Busi over.
In an instant, his questions, his doubts, and his plans for the Body Sect all flew beyond the nine heavens.
Forget holding Huo Yuhao to account for his outrageous stunt. If Huo Yuhao punched a hole in the sky right then, Du Busi would probably forgive him without a second thought.
Du Busi even began seriously pondering the underlying laws of the Douluo World.
It was widely accepted that Body Martial Souls were highly hereditary, with their traits passed down through bloodlines