Suddenly, Bai Xiang looked up at Bai Haoxue...
Bai Haoxue instinctively buried her head.
She had just been too emotional; she mustn't be exposed.
However, her father believed she was already dead, so he shouldn't suspect her.
Thinking this, Bai Haoxue slightly breathed a sigh of relief, trying to appear relaxed and ordinary.
Bai Xiang, however, slightly frowned, "Young lady, why do you always like to keep your head down?"
Nameless Elder interjected, "You, an old man, keep staring at a young lady, isn't it natural for her to look down?"
Bai Xiang: "..."
Bai Haoxue: "..."
"I mean nothing else." Bai Xiang explained, "It's just that in this young lady, I always see the shadow of my deceased daughter."
"What???!!!"
Nameless Elder was even more astonished, "So your daughter is already dead? You're still so young, yet your daughter is already gone!!!
