Han Baitao didn't say anything after hearing this.
Zhou Kexin opened her mouth but said nothing in the end.
Even a kindergartener had a higher IQ than Han Baitao's daughter.
On second thought, Zhou Kexin felt relieved.
The world was so big, and there had to be a few idiots to embellish the world. Such strange things weren't unusual.
"You don't have to worry too much about this, dear patient," Chen Yu consoled.
"It won't be long before you won't be troubled by this matter anymore."
Han Baitao wanted to cry but had no tears when he heard Chen Yu's implied meaning.
In another year or so, his soul would return to the underworld.
Indeed, he did not have to worry about his daughter's affairs anymore.
"I remember Senior saying that my daughter will be entangled with Wu Kang until she is twenty-five years old."
"When they're twenty-five years old, what will they be separated for?"