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However.

Just as he was about to speak, Jing Jia lightly tapped the table: "Alright, let’s not talk about it for now, let’s eat."

Seeing this, Bai Xilie understood that Jing Jia was not in the mood to inquire further.

He felt guilty and could only think of comforting Jing Jia later.

The meal proceeded in absolute calmness.

This was something Bai Zhi’er hadn’t anticipated.

She thought her father and mother had planned many difficult questions for Feng Fuce.

After the meal, she spent time practicing calligraphy with Bai Xilie.

Jing Jia sat under the window outside, basking in the sun and sipping tea.

It was then that Feng Fuce walked to not far from her side.

"Heavenly Dao, why be fearful? I have only affection for Bai Zhi’er, nothing else complicated or calculating."

Jing Jia paused slightly in her tea-drinking motion.

She raised her long lashes to look toward the inner hall.

Behind the screen, father and daughter were practicing calligraphy together, chatting and laughing.

Before she came back, Bai Xilie always taught Bai Zhi’er calligraphy in this way.

Seeing they weren’t paying attention to this side, Jing Jia finally set down the teacup.

She looked straight ahead, her tone cold.

"How can I trust you? Demon Lord, your deceitfulness, I’ve had plenty of lessons in the past."

Feng Fuce raised an eyebrow: "At the last Sealing God Ceremony, you saw my dedication to Bai Zhi’er. I pose no threat to the Heavenly Court, do I?"

Jing Jia turned her gaze to him: "So what? This matter concerns my daughter, more important than the entire Heavenly Court."

"Her happiness concerns her whole life. Moreover, if you two are together, it involves the matters of two realms."

"You like Zhi’er, so the whole Demon World is willing to be her subordinate. But if one day you stop liking her, wouldn’t you lead the Demon World against her?"

Jing Jia withdrew her gaze: "I’ve been the Heavenly Dao for a long time, seen many love-stricken souls, no matter how deep their affection, sometimes a moment’s promise can’t ensure longevity."

"Many lovers end up despising life and death; your abilities are greater, your status higher. How do I know you’ll be consistent with my daughter?"

"I may be the Heavenly Dao, but first and foremost, I’m a mother."

Feng Fuce’s eyes were deep: "What if I swore an oath to the gods?"

Jing Jia was stunned, somewhat incredulous: "What did you say?"

Feng Fuce’s tone was calm, as if he had considered this matter long ago.

He said: "In the Heavenly Court, oaths are the most significant Magic Spell; anyone who breaks an oath will face mana backlash and punishment."

This is a higher-level spell, more straightforward and powerful.

Typically, only when Upper Gods express loyalty to the Heavenly Dao do they do this.

Yet Feng Fuce was willing to go to this extent for Bai Zhi’er.

Jing Jia was stunned, her wide beautiful eyes reflecting surprise.

Feng Fuce said calmly: "I originally intended to ask Bai Zhi’er’s heart in Yuzhou. If she were willing, I would swear to never let her down through all lifetimes."

"The issues you’re worried about won’t arise with me; I will be consistent with Bai Zhi’er."

"Thirteen years ago when I first saw her, I decided to make her mine; my mind remains unchanged."

Jing Jia was taken aback.

Thirteen years ago?!

At that time, her precious daughter was only three!

This Demon Lord had planned it long ago!

Just as Jing Jia was about to reprimand him.

Bai Zhi’er and Bai Xilie had finished practicing calligraphy and walked over.

"Zhi’er’s calligraphy now surpasses her father’s; I can no longer teach you, you’ll have to rely on your mother for guidance from now on."

Bai Zhi’er smiled sweetly: "Father’s handwriting is free-spirited, while mother’s has a unique style. You both have your own strengths, and I’ll learn from both of you!"