Prince Dingbei's Mansion.
Prince Dingbei inquired about his daughter's whereabouts, and upon hearing she was again at the Martial Arts Hall, he frowned slightly.
He changed into a more casual outfit and then walked slowly to the Martial Arts Hall, where he found his daughter wielding a spear with the grace of a dragon. Her posture was as agile as could be.
Prince Dingbei clasped his hands behind his back and sighed. How wonderful it would be if she were a son.
"Father, you're back from court early?" Niu Pan'er noticed her father and stopped her movements, approaching with the spear in hand.
Prince Dingbei said, "I've been back for a while. I returned to the capital just for your marriage. If not to avoid the reputation of being arrogant, I wouldn't even bother to attend court and listen to those Civil Servants' squabbles, which are so tedious they could put wax in my ears."
Niu Pan'er smiled knowingly; it was just like her father's personality.
