Jian Mingyin's face reddened, and she quickly broke free from Yang Yan's embrace, her figure flickering next to Jian Wuming.
Yang Yan asked in astonishment, "Daughter, what's going on here?"
Jian Mingyin hurriedly explained, "It's not what you think. The Ancestor treats me very well, like his own daughter, which is why he says such things."
Jian Wuming let out a light snort, as if he had tacitly acknowledged it.
At this moment, Yang Yan said to Jian Wuming thick-skinnedly, "Father-in-law, please accept a bow from your son-in-law."
Saying this, he bowed respectfully to Jian Wuming.
Only then did Jian Wuming's resentment ease a bit.
Soon after, Jian Wuming said, "Yang Yan, come to me, Mingyin, I will tell you about True Immortals. Now is the time for you to learn."
Though Jian Mingyin felt strange, she still obeyed Ancestor's command and approached him with Yang Yan.
Jian Wuming gazed at the sky and sighed deeply, "Alas! The world today has become corrupt and decayed."
