"Hmm."
After nodding in acknowledgment, Ye Qingzhou turned back to Ye Xiangyang, sighed, and said, "If you have something to say, just say it. I'm very busy."
Any kind of swordsmanship in the world, Ye Qingzhou could grasp at sight, excel at upon learning, and even integrate and innovate.
It could be said that her innate talent in martial arts was unparalleled, surpassing all others.
Yet at this moment, Ye Qingzhou was rather inept at dealing with the interpersonal relationships of the original host, especially with her biological father standing before her.
Ye Xiangyang felt Ye Qingzhou's alienation and indifference. His heart suddenly seemed gripped, and he opened his mouth to say something, yet didn't know how to begin.
Seeing Ye Xiangyang hesitate, Ye Qingzhou couldn't be bothered with awkward chatting: "The affairs of the Gu family have been resolved. What's past is past; one should look forward in life."
After saying this, Ye Qingzhou left directly.
