Lu Wangshu wore a pink and white dress, her face bright and dignified.
Though they loved to play, they still understood what was important.
"Isn't it because I fear you might encounter danger? Once you provoke a Demon King, the wrath of all the demons will be dangerous."
Lu Changsheng lightly tapped his daughter's forehead and said.
"Dad, I've told you not to flick my forehead!"
Lu Wangshu pouted in protest, indicating that with Lu Qingshan around, who claimed to be a Third Rank Demon King, a flick of a finger could kill.
Hearing this, Lu Changsheng chuckled and tapped Lu Qingshan, saying, "A Third Rank Demon King can be killed with a flick of the finger? You have a rather bold mouth. Go give it a try with Da Jin, and let me see your strength?"
"Da Jin?"
Lu Qingshan had never seen the Golden-Winged Heavenly Peng, so his sword-like brows rose with interest upon hearing the name.
