After drawing Tiantian into his scheme, Ananya left, thoroughly satisfied.
What he needed to do now was find the subordinates sent by the Abyss King as quickly as possible.
Then he would beguile them some more and scheme to goad them into making trouble for Tiantian.
With that, the matter would basically be halfway to success!
As Ananya left, Tiantian stood where she was, lost in thought.
Although the fellow had bowed and scraped, his face full of flattery, he clearly harbored ill intentions.
Yet the matter concerned Fengdu, so she could not ignore it.
It was practically an open scheme!
At that moment, Tiantian put aside her contempt and reassessed Ananya as she watched his retreating figure.
Just then, Tang Xiaoling, who stood beside her, suddenly asked:
"Tiantian, what exactly does Fengdu look like? Is Daddy from Fengdu too?"
"Why does everyone call Lingling the Little Princess of Fengdu?"
In truth, she had long harbored suspicions about this question.
When others called her Little Princess, she had also gradually realized that they were not simply trying to make her happy.
Because she could sense that, much of the time, their voices carried reverence.
Unfortunately, she had asked this question more than once, but had never received an answer.
This time was no exception. Tiantian merely smiled and answered vaguely:
"When you're a little older, Lingling, I'll take you to Fengdu. How does that sound?"
"As for whether your daddy is there too, you'll have to find out for yourself someday, Lingling."
As she spoke, she picked Tang Xiaoling up and swept her gaze around, seemingly avoiding her eyes.
"It's too late tonight. Why don't we stay here for the night?"
"We'll go adventuring again tomorrow."
But Tang Xiaoling was a child at heart, after all. The moment she heard