"Step up! Who dares to make trouble in my territory and even court death for messing with my daughter?!" The City Lord's voice was so loud that it made the other weaker cultivators defend their ears.
Soon after, he appeared before the crowd and scanned the surroundings.
His lone daughter then walked near and fawned on him. She clung her arm into her father's and pointed at Yang Lujia and Cai Hong's direction. "Father, those were the men who did not pay any attention to me! Both of them are very handsome! I am hoping you could make them submit to me, father!"
Seeing his daughter acting like a child, he smiled—which meant that he only had his daughter in his eyes. Everything else would be useless to him. He then caressed his daughter's face. With a scrunched face, he released his might toward the crowd and even more so in the direction of Yang Lujia and Cai Hong.
Creation is hard, cheer me up!
Your gift is the motivation for my creation. Give me more motivation!