Heart Cultivation - 223 She Is My Daughter

“How audacious?” the expert was fuming with rage.

He did not expect that he would be stopped just like this.

“Respected senior, you are not allowed to enter in this eatery with your giant Escort Sentient, It was create unease for other customers,” he peacefully explained.

Though he spoke peaceful but in reality he wanted to smash a fist to this mad man to not understand his logic.

“I understood, Runa you stay out while I will go in to bring my daughter,” he patted his Escort Sentient and went inside.

The attendant of the eatery kept tagging along behind the man to make sure that this man don’t disturb other custormers.

The senior walked around and eagerly searched someone while trying to recognize someone.

“May I ask what you want?” the man who was tagging along was tired now.

He was hired by eatery to give protection in case some mad cultivator appear.

“I am looking for a young girl, probably twenty one or twenty two years old, the senior told absentmindedly.

He was trying to remember the exact year.

The man who asked fell on the floor to hear.

He thought this middle aged want a younger companion or he was just here to forcefully get some girl.

He looked at the senior who was carefully looking the faces of young girls who were eating their servings.

He got several shocks because senior kept shaking his head after looking many girls, it seemed these girls don’t fit his extraordinary taste.

“Cough, if you are looking some young companion, you should look somewhere else,” the man almost whispered in his ears.

The man scolded him.

He could not get the actual meaning behind.

“Why would I look somewhere else when she is already here?” the man heard and started coughing blood.

‘Today a big ruckus can be expected in this well-known eatery’ he took deep breath and stopped the hand of the senior which was about to grab a girl.

The satisfaction of his was enough to rage the guard cultivator.

While he was here to guard, no one can disturb respected customers and their meals.

“What…?” the senior shook his hand with disdain.

“You can’t take her away,” the guard cultivator shouted.

“And who are you to stop me?” the senior equally shouted.

Their shout attracted the attention of people sitting at the nearest table, since senior was pointing toward Annchi, she was more alarmed to here.

“You can’t take her out without her will to be your companion,” the man argued and the senior was clouded.

Annchi heard and the spoonful she put in her mouth, splattered on the table, “What companion?” first disciple also heard.

He angrily stood up, to this that someone was keeping eye on his woman? Who was this daring? He looked the senior and left speechless.

The senior saw the mood of young men who were glaring him now.

“Why everyone want to rage me when I am here to bring my daughter back?” his dominion slowly spread with the fury.

“What… daughter? This senior is here to take your daughter with you?” the guard cultivator felt embarrassed on his wild thoughts.

“Yes but I think, I have to kill few ants as well,” he gritted his teeth.

These ordinary people were starting to give him headache.

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The first disciple heard and looked at Annchi.

Annchi was already standing dumb.

First disciple sneaked toward the senior then toward Annchi, he did this couple of times in few breaths and finally he found, there was some misunderstanding.

The guard cultivator went back knowing that this senior was here for his daughter.

The senior grabbed her hand and spoke, “Daughter FeiDue, I am here to bring you back, your mother is waiting for you,” he spoke gently.

But his hand grip was strong.

Annchi got scared to hear this.

She tried to free her hand.

“This senior, there must be some misunderstanding, her foster parents told that she was orphan,” first disciple spoke firmly.

There was wide difference in the cultivation level of both, he cannot pick up a fight recklessly.

“It is because of my bastard brother, that my daughter is living like orphan,” the words of this man brought the painful memories to the surface.

“She was stolen right after her birth and I got the news that my newborn child died, now that the truth disclosed, I am here to bring her back,” the senior spoke.

Annchi was silently listening.

Her foster parents told that someone threatened them and this was the reason that they abandoned her.

Before she did not think about it but now she wanted to know who threatened them.

It was not that she believed the story of this old man.

She was only interested to know who she was.

Jen also stood up from her table after she heard the argument.

She also heard the story of this old man.

She saw Annchi silent.

The old man pulled his daughter again.

She shook her hand.

“You cannot take without her consent,” Jen interfered.