After bidding farewell to Qiu Yulan, Lin Mo, and the others, Wu Tian took the little one and headed home, completely unaware of the conversation Zheng Tianshi and Hong Mei were having about him.
Of course, even if he had known, Wu Tian would have remained calm. After all, he had experienced a great deal in the Immortal Emperor Realm. Upon his return, he had traversed the All Heavens and witnessed countless bizarre and fantastic events.
In the upstairs room, the little one sat on Wu Tian’s stomach as he was lying down. "Daddy, Daddy, I want to learn Medical Technique too," she said.
"Sure," Wu Tian nodded. He was willing to teach his child anything she wanted to learn, as long as he knew it himself. But he still reminded her, "You must remember, though, learning Medical Technique is a tedious process. If you decide to learn, you can’t give up halfway."
"I know, I know," the little one said sweetly.
She refused to believe it. Her dad could learn it, so why couldn’t she? She just wouldn’t accept that.
"Daddy, Daddy, is your Medical Technique the very best?" the little one pondered, her big eyes rolling as she asked again.
"Of course not," replied Wu Tian.
"Daddy, you really lack confidence," the little one said, shaking her head.
She didn’t know that Wu Tian was being completely serious. In the Immortal Emperor Realm, he was one of the three great Divine Doctors. However, during his journey across the All Heavens, Wu Tian had realized that there were many Divine Doctors, each with their own unique strengths, and their medical knowledge was equally profound and extensive.
"Oh, I see." The little one glanced at Wu Tian’s expression, looking a little downcast. But she quickly perked up, leaned in to give him a kiss, and said comfortingly, "Daddy, you have to believe in yourself! Your Medical Technique will definitely be number two."
"Don’t worry, I believe in myself." Seeing his daughter trying to console him, Wu Tian smiled and nodded, but he couldn’t help his curiosity. "Then who’s number one?"
The little one looked at him with her big eyes, blinking playfully before breaking into a happy grin. "Of course, it’s me! In any field I’m in, Daddy, if you dare to be number one, I’ll start crying. And I know that once I cry, you’ll be at a complete loss, totally flustered, and suffer defeat after defeat..."
She cheerfully recited a string of idioms she had learned.
Wu Tian gave a wry smile.
Finally, it was time for dinner. Wu Tian took the little one downstairs, who no longer needed a bib to eat. She chattered on about how grown up she was, making Murong Yezi and Qin Yuhan laugh.
But just as they finished eating, members of the Murong Family showed up again.
Wu Tian was disdainful. This so-called Murong Family wasn’t some noble lineage; they were more like a dog-skin plaster you couldn’t get rid of.
Wu Tian chuckled. What did the Murong Family have to do with him? Qin Yuhan, also knowing the Murong Family had ulterior motives, did not give them a friendly look.



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