Nannan's eyes instantly filled with tears, large droplets rolling down.
"No, Daddy won't abandon Nannan—" she suddenly burst into tears, clutching Sikong Yan's sleeve, her young voice full of fear and unease.
Witnessing this scene, Zhou Qing's heart tightened.
Shen Yunzhou, full of confusion, wanted to speak but didn't know what to say.
Sikong Yan gently wiped away the little girl's tear stains, while a barely noticeable smirk formed at the corner of his lips: "See, it's not that Uncle doesn't want to take you to find Daddy, but your Daddy has already forgotten you."
"How about this, from now on I'll be your Daddy, okay? Come on, call me Daddy!"
Zhou Qing's expression immediately darkened, and a fierce aura surrounded him as he stepped forward, his voice cold as ice.
Let Nannan recognize a thief as her father, dream on!
"Elder Sikong, Master Gao has been in retreat for a long time, the Imaging Stone you brought was never delivered to him."
