"Senior Aunt, what if I were to greet Yu'er's father?" Xiao Nanfeng asked.1

"No! Don't talk nonsense. My husband won't want to meet anyone. If there's anything you want to say to Yu'er, do so now. She's right about to leave," Han Bingdie replied in abrupt refusal.0

Then, with a wave of her hand, she formed a cloud of fog that shrouded the courtyard. She flew into the sky to give them privacy.0

"Yu'er, does your father not want to meet me?" Xiao Nanfeng asked.0

Yu'er began to cry. Tears fell from her eyes.0

"Don't cry, Yu'er! What's wrong?" Xiao Nanfeng blanched as he wiped at her tears.0

"Nanfeng, I'm going to be leaving. I won't be able to come back ever again. This is the last time we'll meet," Yu'er cried.1

"What? How could that be? Even if your father refuses to have you return, I can go find you. We'll be able to meet up again in the future," Xiao Nanfeng consoled her.0

"No, you don't understand. No one can change my father's mind. He wants me to be a holy maiden of the Yuqing holy land. My mother has tried to persuade him otherwise many times, to no avail."0

"The Yuqing holy land? Just who is your father?"...0