To make Dongfang Haoxuan believe in his abilities was impossible, not even Lin Zifeng himself knew if he could contend with those ancient clans; for now, he could only think of another topic.
He smiled, "I heard from Xiaohuang that you have an older daughter named Dongfang Ziyue?" Lin Zifeng went straight to the point, without beating around the bush, he laughed.
"Oh? Brother Lin, you already know this?" Dongfang Haoxuan, who was drinking tea, slightly trembled in his hands, a small gesture that was caught by Lin Zifeng, right under his nose.
"Xiaohuang mentioned it casually, and I just happened to remember it." Lin Zifeng said with a smile, bringing Dongfang Xiaohuang into the conversation. He knew that the National Guardian Martial God, Dongfang Haoxuan, adored his youngest daughter, so involving Dongfang Xiaohuang was the most suitable move.
