"Xinyan, can't you say something on my behalf? I am your biological father, after all!" Yun Feng, with blood at the corner of his mouth from being hit, still did not forget to beg his daughter for mercy.
Yun Xinyan's frown deepened, and finally, she spoke, "Ye Tian, please, let him go."
"You!" Ye Tian was taken aback, "Have you forgotten what he has done to you? If it weren't for me, he might have handed you over to the King of Hell. Have you forgotten all this?"
"I haven't forgotten; I will never forget," Yun Xinyan said, "But he's right. No matter what he has done, he's still my biological father, and that's an undeniable fact, with no room for choice."
"Without him, there would be no me," Yun Xinyan said in pain, "Please, let him go."
Ye Tian furrowed his eyebrows.