There was an estate on the outskirts of Kyoto, guarded by a heavy military presence. Ordinary people could not even get close.
Inside one of the estate's villas, a woman stepped out of a Gaming Pod and stretched, putting her perfect figure on full display. Her stunning face was covered in fatigue.
Her name was Lin Mengwu, daughter of Kyoto's Lin Zhanpeng, and in Oracle, she was Dreamlight Dance, leader of the top guild.
Leaving her room, Lin Mengwu looked curiously at the housekeeper standing outside the door. "Aunt Liu, why did you call me out so early? Is something wrong?"
"Yes, miss. The master is here."
Lin Mengwu's eyes lit up, and she hurried downstairs. Sure enough, a stern-looking middle-aged man was sitting on the living room sofa, reading a newspaper.
Lin Zhanpeng was a man who could make all of Kyoto tremble with a stamp of his foot.
"Dad, how did you find time to come over today?" Lin Mengwu hurried up and took his arm.
"Haha, can't a father miss his precious daughter?" Lin Zhanpeng stroked her head with a smile.
"I don't believe you. You're so busy with work. When would you have time to miss me?" Lin Mengwu rolled her eyes.
Lin Zhanpeng looked a little embarrassed. He had devoted his entire life to his career and had indeed paid very little attention to his daughter.
Fortunately, she had been sensible since childhood and had never given him much cause to worry.
"Dad, what would you like to eat? I'll make it for you." Lin Mengwu tactfully changed the subject rather than dwelling on it.
She understood her father. A man in his position naturally had little time for family affection.
"No need. I've already eaten. Just sit beside me and keep me company for