"What a fierce bird!"
Qiao Feng's expression had slightly changed as he looked towards the Demon Hawk, then at Duan Zhengchun who was bound on its back with iron chains.
Originally, he had considered pleading for Duan Zhengchun for the sake of Azhu.
But now, for this flirtatious father-in-law, he did not have a shred of fondness, and there was no way he would speak a good word.
It seemed Azhu only moved her lips slightly, without saying anything more.
She was afraid that by being soft-hearted this time, she might end up with quite a few unexpected brothers and sisters next year.
Then, there might be more children like her, who lost their fathers not long after being born.
Dealing with such a libertine, even if he were her own father, she could not afford to be soft-hearted.
Jiang Dali stepped forward, patted the Demon Hawk's head to signify a job well done in guarding the home.
