"How old are you?" Xia Feng raised his eyes and asked again.
"Twenty-eight years of youth."
"Only 16?"
"It's 28...."
"I'm 19, do you think it's appropriate to call me father?"
19? The masked blonde woman paused, looked questioningly at the wheelchair-bound boy, and observed his youthful eyes and face. His age indeed seemed to be around 19.
But, who'd believe that.
19 years old and can conquer the Holy Realm? Even Huang Ye wouldn't dare to dream of that.
The heavy rain continued.
The atmosphere on the rooftop fell once again into silent tension.
Kikyo Ayame pursed her lips, her thoughts far away. Naturally, she had no inclination to call anyone father.
Especially a boy who seemed about ten years younger than herself....
But her future as Queen Jiegeng was destined to be extraordinary. Calling him father now.... was nothing.
Yes, that's it! The masked blonde woman encouraged her socially anxious self in her heart, causing her eyes to brighten even further.
