Chapter 65
Cheongun didn’t speak for a while.
He stared silently at the Golden Dragon Jade Blood Treasure that his daughter had brought him. After a long pause, he let out a quiet chuckle, as if surrendering.
“How did you know? That I’ve been struggling with my cultivation?”
“The whole clan is buzzing about the Celestial Martial Tournament. You’re no exception, are you? Given your position in the clan, Father, your best answer is martial strength. But perhaps you realized that your current level wouldn’t be enough.”
Cheongun’s mouth fell slightly open.
“...You’re {N•o•v•e•l•i•g•h•t} exactly right.”
He had been thinking about it ever since she left to retrieve the elixir—no, even before that.
“My daughter... are you a celestial being? Anyone who doesn’t know better would think you’re an old master reborn.”
To have such insight at only thirteen—it was like she had stepped inside his head.
“There’s no point in hiding anything from you, is there?”
With a light laugh, Cheongun reached out and gently ruffled Seolhwa’s hair.
“Were you trying to hide it?”