The Only Person Who Made Seventh Master Hold His Temper

Jiang Zhen endured the pressure and continued, "Seventh Master, I know that I shouldn't have come here to say these things. But all these years, I've been looking for my daughter. Her mother is already dead. I don't want her to be homeless..."

At the end of his speech, Jiang Zhen's voice was filled with tears.

He was like a father who had lost his daughter for many years. Now that he had finally found traces of his daughter, he was eager to reunite with her.

However, the man sitting on the sofa did not show any expression when he saw Jiang Zhen's performance.

"So, are you asking me for her?"Zong Zhengyu said.

Jiang Zhen stopped wiping his tears and looked up at Seventh Master.

"Seventh Master, can I?" he asked carefully.

Zong Zhengyu, who had a cold face, curled his lips into a mocking smile.

Can I?

What a joke.

He ran up to him and asked for her.

He posed as if the girl was his. He was asking for his life.