Self-Improvement

F*ck! After contacting Jiang Xiaoqing on the phone, Zhao Yu couldn't help but sweat. It seemed the hexagram's power was not to be underestimated. Even something as simple as meeting his goddaughter could cause a huge fuss.

"God-dad! Why are you here?" Jiang Xiaoqing asked, pushing her bicycle as she exited a small alley outside of her school. Although he had called in advance, she was still surprised.

"Why am I here?!" Zhao Yu could not care less about answering and pointed straight at Xiaoqing's damaged bicycle pedal and torn trousers. "Why not tell me what exactly happened to you instead?"

"Uhm, this…?" Xiaoqing pouted and glanced at the alley unnaturally.

"Don't tell me you were knocked over by a car?" Zhao Yu held on to the girl's shoulders as he asked. "I, your god-dad, have really sharp eyes. Quick, tell me which b*stard did this to you!"

"You... you're amazing! How did you know I didn't fall on my own?" Xiaoqing asked, surprised.