Plucking the Mushroom in the Divine Territory

This man was being hopelessly controlled by his daughter, to the point that he no longer remembered the important task at hand. Yi Qing sighed and sat down on a chair in front of him. He let the little toddler in his arms rest on his thighs as he said in a low voice, "Master, you… do you remember anything?"

Baby Ying stared blankly back at him, as if whatever he just said flew right past her head. The big, watery eyes blinked back at him.

Yi Qing studied her very closely for half a minute, and found nothing in those big, round eyes of hers. There was not even a hint of familiarity. Shen Ying, on the other hand, sensed that he was getting upset. She picked up the toy boat made out of immortal pills that Lonemoon had handed to her earlier and held it out to Yi Qing.

Her thoughts were clearly written on her face: If you like it, we can play with it together!