At that moment, rather than questioning whether he was worthy of being Chen Mu's father...
Chen Tianlin was more doubtful whether Chen Mu was truly his own flesh and blood. Could he really have fathered such a monstrous prodigy?
Of course, that was only a joke.
Though Chen Tianlin still harbored resentment toward that woman, he did not believe for a moment that she would betray him.
"Oh, right!" Just then, Chen Tianlin suddenly remembered something.
"Is there something else you wanted to tell me, Father?" Chen Mu asked.
"While you were away, Chu Batian of the Red Feather Demon Race came to Qingyun Prefecture looking for you," Chen Tianlin replied.
"Chu Batian? What did he come for?" Chen Mu asked, puzzled.
"There seemed to be trouble in the Demon Domain. But as your father, I couldn't interfere too much in the Demon Race's affairs, so I didn't press him for details," Chen Tianlin explained.
"All right, I understand. I'll handle things from here, Father. You needn't trouble yourself over this."
Afterward, Ye Qingcheng saw their guest out.
Meanwhile, Chen Mu used the system to remotely read the memories of the Red Feather Demon Race's Demon Emperor, Chu Batian, from the past few days...
Outside Qingyun Prefecture...
"Qingcheng, wait a moment." Chen Tianlin stopped Ye Qingcheng as she was about to return inside.
"Uncle, is there something else you wanted to tell me?" Ye Qingcheng walked back and asked.
"How have things been between you and Mu'er lately? Has he mentioned when he plans to hold a wedding with you?" Chen Tianlin asked nosily, his eyes brimming with anticipation.
"Things between my husband and me are no different from usual." Despite her words, Ye Qingcheng's delicate cheeks flushed crimson.
Two rosy blushes spread across them, as though she were drunk