Chapter 721: Because This Is My Gift to Dad

Zhan Chi turned and also saw the dark, skinny girl. He looked away after just a glance.

Xiang Minghou’s dark gaze swept past, not lingering on her for even a second.

Qian Fanji, however, did spare her a couple of glances, his expression cold.

Ye Qianning was very emotional. She strode over and stopped in front of them. When her eyes fell on the scar on Xiang Minghou’s face, her nose tingled with the urge to cry.

Xiang Minghou stood with his arms crossed, his eyes still closed in rest.

"Miss, can we help you?" Qian Fanji asked, staring at the young girl who had appeared before them.

"You’re blocking the way," Ye Qianning said, her voice choked with emotion.

Zhan Chi subconsciously leaned closer to the door.

"Miss, the hallway is quite wide," Qian Fanji said coldly.

"The hallway is indeed wide, but the path I need to take is through this door."

As soon as she said this, the expressions of all three men changed instantly.

Xiang Minghou’s eyes snapped open, sharp and fierce. "Who are you? What do you want?"

Ye Qianning met his murderous gaze without a trace of fear. Instead, her lips trembled, and she whimpered, "Father."

Xiang Minghou: "..."

Zhan Chi: "..."

Qian Fanji: "..."

The three of them were petrified—

"What did you just call me?" Xiang Minghou wondered if he was hearing things.

"Father, it’s me, Ye Qianning!" Ye Qianning raised her voice.

Xiang Minghou, Zhan Chi, and Qian Fanji were once again dumbstruck. When they came to their senses, they scrutinized her from head to toe. Not a single part of her resembled their daughter.

Xiang Minghou: "Impersonating my daughter. Are you looking to die?"

Qian Fanji: "Miss, your impersonation skills are sorely lacking."

Zhan Chi: "My daughter is chubby and adorable. How could she look like you, all dark and skinny? You should’ve done your research before trying to impersonate her."

Ye Qianning: "A girl changes from childhood to womanhood. I’ve grown up, so of course I’m not as chubby as I was when I was little. And this face..."

Before she could finish her sentence, Xiang Minghou’s greatsword was at her neck in a flash.

"Who sent you? What is your objective? Speak." His voice was dangerous and laced with killing intent.

Ye Qianning glanced at the greatsword at her neck, then raised her slender fingers to stroke the sharp hilt. ’Having tasted blood, the blade is even sharper than before.’

Suddenly, her slender fingers gripped the hilt. Xiang Minghou reacted in a flash, twisting the blade.

The massive sword spun once around Ye Qianning’s wrist, and with a WHOOSH, a hidden weapon shot out from its edge.

Ye Qianning kicked out, deflecting the powerful hidden weapon. It lost its momentum and fell to the floor, where a black mist instantly billowed up from it.

Qian Fanji sidestepped, his expression one of shock. ’Such incredible speed and skill.’

Zhan Chi was equally stunned.

Xiang Minghou’s gaze fell upon the hidden weapon. A look of shock, followed by a flicker of joy, crossed his stern face. "You... how did you know?"

No one knew about the hidden weapon in the blade of the Nine Slashes except for Luo Wen, Du Ying, and the other two. He himself had only used it once. ’How could she possibly know...?’

Ye Qianning looked at him, a smile playing on her lips, and said something that left Xiang Minghou utterly speechless: "Because I was the one who gave you the Nine Slashes, Father."

CLANG!

The massive sword fell to the floor.

Xiang Minghou’s fingers were trembling, his eyes stinging with unshed tears. "You... you really are..."

"Father, it’s me, Pangtuan."

Although the name no longer suited her, she knew it was the one most dear to them.

"You..." Xiang Minghou gripped her by the shoulders, his gaze sweeping over her. His eyes filled with heartache, and his voice trembled. "How did you get so thin?"

"The old master wouldn’t let me eat too much."

Qian Fanji had still been skeptical, but upon hearing this sentence, he was completely certain. The girl before him was indeed his daughter, Ye Qianning.