In a luxurious villa in HZ City, Su Muxue stepped out of her Gaming Pod, rubbed her head, and went downstairs to the living room.
Su Zhengfeng was sitting on the sofa, drinking tea...
"You're downstairs, Xue'er. How's everything going in the game?" Su Zhengfeng asked.
"Pretty well. World-Proud Under Heaven's guild in Jinling City disbanded, and Turbulent Times merged into Cold Moon Pavilion. They've been clashing with Storm Across the Sky constantly lately, but our Su Group has been pretty stable," Su Muxue said after a moment's thought.
"Good. Steady growth is a good thing." Su Zhengfeng nodded, then asked, "I heard that Dustseal went to the Japan Server recently?"
"Yes. I don't know how he got there, but he's turned Japan upside down." A hint of longing and loneliness showed in Su Muxue's eyes.
Su Zhengfeng was shrewd with age. One look at his daughter's expression told him that she probably had some special feelings for Dustseal.
He smiled and said, "Then it sounds like that kid is a national hero."
"Dad, even you think so?" Su Muxue asked in surprise.
"I'm a patriot too. He's putting Japan in its place on their own turf and building prestige for China. Naturally, that earns my respect," Su Zhengfeng said with a chuckle.
"Yes." Su Muxue nodded.
"Xue'er, do you still remember what he looks like?"
"Of course."
"Well, I just remembered how talented you were at drawing as a child. It's been years since I've seen you draw anything. Why don't you draw a portrait of Dustseal so I can see what this hero of the people looks like?" Su Zhengfeng said, seemingly casually.
"Well..." Su Muxue hesitated. She couldn't shake the feeling that her father's motives weren't quite so innocent.
"What's wrong?" Su Zhengfeng asked, looking puzzled.
"Dad,