Although she understood Lu Yi a few years ago, she deliberately avoided him to avoid implicating him after taking revenge. Now that she had Han Zhao's help, she no longer had anything to worry about.
"I'm relieved to see that you're doing well." Lu Yi's beard trembled slightly. Looking at his daughter's similar face to his wife, he rubbed his eyes.
"I'm sorry, Father. I've been too willful all these years." Lu Yingxuan was like a little girl who had made a mistake.
"Master, don't tell me you're crying on the joyous day of our reunion today?" Han Zhao leaned over and teased.
"You brat! You're asking for a beating!" Lu Yi scolded jokingly. The sadness that surged in his heart because of the past instantly faded a lot.
"Senior Brother…" Zhang Mudie, the usually shrewish and domineering court head of the Sword Rain Court, became coy in front of Lu Yi today.