Fu Nantian had wanted to lend a hand, but Chen Shi'an worked so quickly and deftly that he had no chance to help.
Sitting to one side, he happened to catch the expression on his daughter's face.
His lips twitched. He wanted to say something, but ultimately held his tongue.
At the same time, he sighed inwardly, pain surfacing in his slightly clouded eyes.
Over the years, father and daughter had been imprisoned in Windrise Stronghold.
When Lu Chenyang was in a good mood, Fu Nantian occasionally got to see Fu Yingying.
Naturally, he knew that Fu Yingying had suffered terribly at Lu Chenyang's hands.
He was filled with guilt toward his daughter.
When Azure Sun Stronghold fell, Fu Yingying had been only sixteen, still an unmarried maiden.
Overnight, she had gone from the City Lord's daughter to a plaything others could ravage at will...
Had a woman of weaker resolve suffered such a fate, she would probably have broken down and gone mad long ago.
Yet now, the way Fu Yingying looked at Chen Shi'an made it clear that feelings had blossomed.
Chen Shi'an had rescued Fu Yingying from hell. Handsome, dashing, distinguished, and courteous as he was, her reaction was only natural.
But she had been defiled by Lu Chenyang for so many years, while Chen Shi'an was a dragon among men.
How could these feelings ever bear fruit?
At that moment, Fu Nantian's heart was unbearably bitter, and he wished he could slap himself hard across the face.
He reproached himself deeply. Why had he failed to protect his daughter back then?
Though Chen Shi'an had been concentrating on preparing the Rock Sheep, Fu Yingying had been staring straight at him the entire time, and he had naturally noticed.
He simply pretended not to see, keeping his