Jih Yunxiao raised an eyebrow and said, "It doesn't seem to be of much use, but today it's your arena, daughter. Dad is just here to back you up... the rest is up to you."
"Alright, Dad, go have breakfast first. I'll change my clothes and be right there."
"Okay."
Jih Yunxiao always felt regret; he knew his daughter was quite skilled, yet he had never fought alongside her.
Today, he finally had a chance to fulfill that dream again.
Even if it's just a verbal sparring match, he was quite looking forward to it.
Su Nuannuan washed her face, applied some skincare, dabbed on some foundation cream, and then a bit of lip gloss. After tying up her hair, she was done.
She always felt her dad was very skilled in this, so listening to him couldn't go wrong.
Afterwards, she opened the window to feel the outside temperature. The cold wind hit her hand, making her pull it back, so she turned around to choose her clothes from the wardrobe.
