Heart Cultivation: The Last Supreme - Volume 2
Annchi finally got some courage and ran toward Jen.
“Senior sister, I don’t want to go anywhere with this stranger,” she stood beside Jen.
“It’s alright, no one can take you forcefully,” Jen patted her shoulder.
“Daughter FeiDue, I am not some stranger, I suffered all previous years while searching after I came to know that you were sent away from the Ninth Amentiferous,” the old man explained but it was not enough for Annchi and others to believe.
“You can go back old man, I have my own family now,” Annchi considered mountain her home and old master her guardian while she was blessed with senior sister and caring big brother.
What else she wanted?
And who knows what intentions this old man bore toward her, and he was only acting in front of others.
The old man was already tired all these years.
He still has to go back and revenge but his first priority was his daughter.
But she was reluctant to believe him.
He looked at the girl who spoke for FeiDue.
She was not some Legend.
Then what made her to stand for his daughter.
He should be happy that there was someone to stand for his daughter but he was irritated to see that because of this girl speaking for her, his daughter was not believing him.
He was not in a mood to argue whole day.
He spread his strong dominion to threaten these small fries.
Since he was senior most legend, he could easily suffocate to death these few fries under his dominion.
Annchi felt the pressure of this dominion, she was scared about the safety of her senior sister and others.
She walked in front.
“What kind of bully father you are trying to kill your own daughter?” she spoke in hoarse voice.
“I have no other means to bring you along and you see your mother and believe every word I spoke earlier,” the old man don’t want to hurt his daughter, and he would never let her get harmed.
He increased the force, Annchi started crying.
“Enough of that,” Wang Bo swept his hand and the strong dominion got shattered in a blink of eye.
“We can talk in peace,” Wang Bo spoke poshly.
The old man saw the man and felt stiffness, he was not considering someone important yet with just one swept of his hand, he silenced his dominion.
What was this demonic cult?
Jen intentionally did not obtrude in.
“Since you speak this nice, I should give some face,” the old man immediately started speaking as if he was tamed by Wang Bo.
He sat on the chair.
He himself was sorry about his previous behavior but it was not intentional, it was the result of many years tireless search and disappointment, and he was exhausted.
He has lost his patience with the time, his mind always clouded with the revengeful thoughts.
What else one can expect from him in this situation?
“I am glad that my daughter is under save and strong hands,” he broke his tone.
His eyes got wet.
“I am such unfortunate father who could not protect his daughter when she was taken away by the enemy,”
He looked at his daughter.
Her eyes were evident that she has sympathy for him but not trust to go with him.
“If the enemies are strong, you should not take her back,” Jen spoke.
The old man heard and felt stabbed on right spot.
Now he knew, why his daughter walked toward this girl calling her senior sister, she has this keen eye and courage to ask such question despite being at the same age.
“My wife and my son is also at Legend levels, and I am the higher standing of Ninth Amentiferous, I would not let anyone harm my daughter anymore,” he spoke with determination.
He did not relate the whole story.
FeiDue was his second child.
It was chance that the girl child will inherit the innate ability of her mother and the whole family would be able to keep the higher position for another hundred year.
The strength of the whole family decided whether they will be able to keep strong hold on the matters of the Manias.
While The Ninth Amentiferous Manias was among strong and powerful Manias, the requirements to remain its higher standing was a struggle.
This was reason that his elder brother plotted to get the position.
He could see that his daughter was not strong Cultivator and he could understand the reason, common people cannot afford to send their children in the Cultivation learning Schools and his daughter lives an orphan life until now.
“Annchi, it is fortune to have mother and father, my intuition says that this senior is not speaking lie,” Jen patted Annchi.
Jen grew up without the love and care of her parents and she knew it was scar on her heart that hurt her many times.
Her words brought some sense of belonging in her heart, Annchi also wanted to get the love and care of her parents and more of that this old man said she has an elder brother too.
“I might be completely busy in preparation of last battles and you will be alone here, I suggest you to go back with your father, I promise when I find some time, first disciple I will come visit you,” Jen coaxed her.
Jen deliberately mentioned first disciple, he was capable and strong, to make him as son in law would help him increase his strength, right?
The old man looked at the young man and nodded.
“If senior sister say so, I will go back with father on the promise that senior sister will come visit me,” Annchi half-heartedly accepted.
Since Jen mentioned that last battles were most terrifying and they needed to prepare for them so she could not possibly waste their time by staying around them.
The old man thanked the girl who speak like she was older than her actual age.
She was sober.
He also invited her to visit Ninth Amentiferous Manias whenever she has time.
Annchi hugged Jen and left with her father.
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