Xiao Hong pushed open the door and bowed, speaking:
"Daoist, my father invites you in."
Fang Zheng, who was meditating with closed eyes, slowly opened them. As his gaze fell upon Xiao Hong, a trace of surprise flashed across his eyes.
Xiao Hong was Wang Qi's daughter; he had sensed this the first time he saw this girl.
Although she bore the bloodline of a noble house, she grew up in an orphanage, eating the food of various families, lacking the grace of a noble lady.
Instead...
She had a strong air of the Jianghu!
The people she associated with were mostly beggars, swindlers, prostitutes, and other people of all walks of life, and having been influenced by them, her character wasn't likely very good.
Over the years, she undoubtedly engaged in much deceit and fraud.
Only because of her childhood experiences, she had some sympathy for children.
The Jianghu aura in her made her movements bold and unconstrained, without the dignity of a girl from a normal family.
