Return of the Immortal Emperor Daddy novel Chapter 341

Chapter 341: Chapter 343: The Most Pitiful Are Those Who Don’t Cherish

After sitting on a bench for a while, Wu Tian and the little girl got up and continued their stroll through the park.

In the city, when and where is the air the freshest? Without a doubt, it is in a park in the morning.

The park had a snack bar—only one, of course—and its wares were a bit more expensive than elsewhere. The little girl wanted ice cream, and Wu Tian naturally indulged her. With her body protected by Spiritual Energy, it would not affect her health in the slightest.

A single cup of ice cream cost thirty-five yuan. This made Wu Tian reminisce about his childhood: beverages for fifty cents, with options like cola or orange juice... and small boxes of ice cream that also cost fifty cents.

Wu Tian took the little girl’s hand and they walked on, she happily eating her ice cream while taking in the park’s scenery. There were flowers, plants, and trees, as well as a small river where people could go boating. There were also elderly women practicing with Tai Chi swords and elderly men practicing Tai Chi boxing.

Wu Tian rather liked these simple days. The Boundless Corporation was managed by others, leaving him to live a lazy life and relax occasionally. It was a wonderful feeling.

As for the affairs of the Lanling Xiao Family, Wu Tian knew nothing. Even if he did, he would not care. The Lanling Xiao Family had expelled talented individuals like Xiao Liang and Xiao Tianzan. A family like that, in his view, had little potential. Even if he learned that the Lanling Xiao Family had challenged the Sword Saint of Fusang and suffered heavy casualties, Wu Tian would only see it as them courting their own death. They had no one to blame but themselves.

After strolling for a bit, Wu Tian took the little girl to a small restaurant in an alley outside the park. The people of Yang City mostly ate rice noodle rolls for breakfast, like lean meat rolls and egg rolls. The little girl ate with great gusto, devouring two portions all by herself. Drenched in sauce, the rice noodle rolls were delicious. Many people in Yang City made rice noodle rolls, and their techniques were largely the same. The sauce, however, was another matter; every establishment had its own secret recipe.

Just as Wu Tian took his first bite, his phone vibrated.

"Hello," Wu Tian said indifferently.

"Mr. Wu Tian, it’s me, Wang Congming!" It was none other than Wang Congming, whom many women in Dragon Country famously called the "National Husband."

He hurriedly asked where Wu Tian was. After Wu Tian casually told him, Wang Congming quickly said that he and his father would be right over. Ever since watching Wu Tian’s battle with the Sword Emperor on television, Wang Congming had been determined to become his disciple.

「In a villa elsewhere in Yang City」

Wang Congming immediately hung up the phone and found Wang Dawan. "Dad, let’s go."

"Go? Where to?" Wang Dawan asked gloomily.

"To Mr. Wu Tian’s place, of course! Where else?" Wang Congming said, his face full of yearning. "Dad, don’t tell me you have zero interest in Martial Practice. I bet you’ve been dreaming about becoming a martial arts expert, probably even drooling in your sleep."

Wang Dawan was speechless. Was that any way to talk to his own father? He flew into a rage. The Million Group’s business had been suffering recently, and people kept bringing up the money they still owed the banks. He immediately grabbed a broom from the corner.

"Even a vicious tiger won’t eat its own cubs!" Wang Congming yelped.

Fuming, Wang Dawan chased him for a moment before giving up. "Fine, fine, fine! I’ll go see him," he agreed, panting heavily. "But I’m bringing Dr. Qiao Mi."

Wang Congming nodded.

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