“What kind of father is he? !”
When di Xingnu finished her sentence, Di Haosong’s face immediately darkened.
He was the emperor from 40,000 years ago, and he had a body full of glory. Which of his children did not fear and respect him?
Now, Di Xingnu actually completely ignored him.
“Your wings have hardened, child.”
Di Haosong’s expression turned cold as he stared at Di Xingnu and said.
“Yes, your wings have hardened.”
Di Xingnu stared at him without the slightest bit of fear as she said indifferently.
“Xingnu, why are you talking to your father?”
The woman at the side hurriedly said to Di Xingnu with an embarrassed expression.
“He doesn’t deserve to be a husband and a father.”
Di Xingnu looked at her mother somewhat unyieldingly as she said stubbornly.
“Hehe, good, good. meijuan, you are such a good daughter!”
Di Haosong’s face turned gloomy instantly. He stared at the woman coldly.