"Crying? Really crying? How could she cry?"
Bu Yuan Gui observed Bu Yingshu crying like pear blossoms in the rain, feeling increasingly surprised, puzzled, and confused.
Since childhood, he had rarely seen his daughter cry, let alone at the Refining Void level, where there were hardly any reasons to cry. Kunxu people don't believe in tears unless...
"How much money did she lend this Zhang Yu to make her cry so sadly?"
But according to Bu Yuan Gui's understanding, his daughter shouldn't be foolish enough to lend money to a Lower Cultivator.
"Could I have underestimated her?"
Bu Yuan Gui couldn't help but ask, "Ying Shu, what's wrong?"
In Bu Yingshu's mind, she was still recalling her unparalleled talent that had not yet been fully awakened, but at this moment, upon hearing her father's question, she was unable to articulate the reasons clearly.
