บท 1750: The Coming Storm I

"Nan Xian..."

Feng Ruqing smiled gently and sweetly. She let go of Xia Xia's hand and walked over to him.

"Recently, I always feel that Wu Shang City is quite messy. The previous spiritual qi storm in Wu Shang City has attracted too many people, and those spiritual energies still haven't dissipated by now. I'm worried that someone will try to conquer Wu Shang City. We need to warn Grandfather."

"Hmm."

Nan Xian lowered his eyes. He smiled. "Qing'er, I'll always protect you."

Xia Xia stood obediently at the side, pouting, looking at Nan Xian blankly. Somehow she felt like... Her father was ignoring her existence.

"Father, hug me."

She opened her arms and smiled brightly.

Only then did Nan Xian seem to notice her presence and glanced at her. "You're too heavy."

Xia Xia was stunned; she pouted pitifully and turned to look at Feng Ruqing.