The Abyssal Devil Castle...
Leng Er sat on the throne with a solemn face. Before him were the Protectors of the Abyssal Throne. The main thing was Leng Suni, who lowered her head and dared not glance at her father, but her gaze still looked at Little White with worry about her safety.
“Suni’er, for how long will you stay quiet? Do you think that I did not know that you followed Leng San out of your own intentions? Yours and Leng San's skills should not be different to the point that he could capture you without a scratch in a short time...
Don't you know how worried your father and brother were?” Leng Er's tone of voice was common, but compared to the tone that Leng Er usually used with Leng Suni, this sounded harsher than at any time.
“Father, I have already told you that I am tired of just being in that secret room!!” The girl argued with her father.