Yang Tian looked at Wasu, who was perfectly serious and truly did not mind, and felt it was impossible. What woman would want her man to have other women? In the end, he decided she was merely persuading him to accept her with a clear conscience.
"I'll just watch her from a distance," Yang Tian replied simply.
Wasu said, "You really are something as a father..."
But before she could finish, Yang Tian interrupted her.
Yang Tian said directly, "Give me another year or two. Then I'll assassinate the Star Demon God. See if you can make arrangements to become the Star Demon God."
Wasu looked at the man beside her as he grew serious, and her body trembled. If she became the Star Demon God, her standing in the Demon Race would be like that of a prime minister.
Wasu shook her head. "The Star Demon God isn't that easy to kill. You'd need at least four-hundred-thousand Spiritual Power or more. I've only just barely broken through to hundred-thousand Spiritual Power, while the first in line to inherit has already surpassed two-hundred-thousand Spiritual Power."
Yang Tian said indifferently, "Then I'll kill them all."
This time, Wasu was left speechless.
"All right, I'm leaving." Yang Tian's tone grew flat.
Turning away, Yang Tian said to Wasu, "Take good care of our daughter. In the future, I want her to be a princess of the Demon Race and live without a care."
His tone was full of affection for the little girl. The moment he met that sweet, adorable child, she could soothe the pain in his heart. Her innocent gaze, in particular, was much like Jiaoxin's had been back then.
She also had a mischievous personality and little contact with the outside world, so the girl knew neither how treacherous