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"Sword Saint, you're overdoing it!"

Jian Xiong opened her eyes, only to see a white robe in front of him. Other than Li Dao, who else could it be?

"This is my family matter, it's not up to you to meddle in it, is it?"

The appearance of Li Dao had calmed the Sword Lord down a lot, but his tone remained unsatisfied.

"No, Jian Xiong's is my problem. No one can hurt her, not even you." Li Dao shook his head as he spoke to the Sword Saint seriously.

Jian Xiong's face unknowingly revealed a happy expression. His heart was as sweet as if it had eaten honey. After rejoicing, she recalled what happened before, and her eyes dimmed.

"You knew Xiong'er wasn't a man?"

The Sword Saint's tone became much calmer. No matter what, Jian Xiong was still his blood and bone.

"Yes." Li Jun nodded. There was no need to hide something like this.

"Ai, as an outsider, you know that Xiong'er is a girl the first time. It's laughable that I, as your father, was kept in the dark for more than 20 years!"

Sword Saint let out a sigh. His expression was melancholy and his voice sounded lonely.

"That's because you've never cared about Jian Xiong. Otherwise, you wouldn't have to treat your own daughter as your son." Li Dao's tone was flat and somewhat contemptuous.

"Yeah, you're right. I was too busy forging swords to pay attention to Xiong'er."

"Father, don't say that. It's because our daughter is unfilial." Jian Xiong shook her head with all her might, and there were tears flickering in her eyes.

"My Sword Crafting City has always been passed down from man to woman. I can't blame Xiong'er and his daughter for hiding this from me for over twenty years." However, what should we do about the huge foundation of the Sword Crafting City? "

Hearing the Sword Saint's words, Li Dao wanted to laugh, but the laughter was obviously inappropriate, so he could only forcefully hold it in. A Xiantian realm martial artist had a lifespan of two to three hundred years, and the Sword Saint was only in his early fifties. Wasn't it enough to have a son?

"Xiong'er, get up and let father have a good look at you." The Sword Saint went forward to support Jian Xiong, carefully examining her daughter. She tilted her head to look at Li Dao, revealing a thoughtful expression.

"Dad, why are you looking at me like that?" Jian Xiong was slightly embarrassed to be stared at by the Sword Saint. Her face was slightly red and her voice was weak.

"A girl doesn't want to stay!" "Earlier, I was wondering why you were so enthusiastic about an outsider. So there were actually so many reasons behind it?" The Sword Saint actually started laughing, appearing to be like a kind father to him.

"Dad, you're not blaming me anymore?" SwordXiong was extremely happy as he looked up and asked.

"I blame you for what? I was angry at you for hiding it from me for over twenty years, and now I think about it because I don't care about you and your son." "My daughter has grown up and knows how to pursue her own happiness. I can't be happy even if I wanted to!" As the Sword Saint spoke, he patted Jian Xiong's shoulder. He even treated Jian Xiong as his son; some of her habits had yet to be changed.

"Father!" "Stop talking." Jian Xiong dragged her voice, and actually started acting coquettish.

Li Dao touched his nose and felt somewhat awkward. At present, he had finally understood the Sword Saint's personality. However, it would not be good for him to point it out.

"What's there to be embarrassed about? A man should marry, a woman should marry. It's not like I have any objections." "How about this, pick a lucky day, and I'll make the decision for you. Let the wedding be completed." The Sword Saint laughed, his voice clear and bright.

"Aiya, I don't care about you anymore!" Jian Xiong turned around and ran out, returning to her female form. She had also become more charming from being careless.

Seeing that Jian Xiong had run far away, the Sword Saint turned to look at Li Dao and said with a smile, "This Xiong'er is still embarrassed. I've never seen her like this before."

Li Dao smiled, not knowing how to respond.

"Li Dao, are you willing to marry my daughter?"

Suddenly, the Sword Saint changed the topic. He was no longer as courteous as he was before and directly called Li Dao by name.

Li Dao felt somewhat helpless and could only reply, "It's not that I'm willing, but rather, it's about Jian Xiong's willingness. This kind of thing cannot be done by just me."

"Hahahaha, Li Dao, you are overthinking this. I can see the thoughts that Xiong Er has towards you, you should not let her down, all these years I ignored her, hoping that she could find her own happiness. Besides, with the orders of her parents and the words of the matchmaker, how could she go against the will of the heavens? "

Seeing the Sword Saint's transformation, Li Dao did not know what to say anymore. Earlier, she had respectfully addressed him as the Sword Emperor. Right now, it was fine to address him by his name. However, what was with her attitude toward the younger generation?

The Sword Saint looked at Li Dao, and the more he looked, the more satisfied he became. With such a son-in-law, how could he be afraid that his sword would be snatched away? Are you afraid that the Sword Crafting City won't be able to grow?