At this point, Du Yuankang's eyes revealed a heartbreaking and powerless look, unable to contain his emotions, he choked: "After all, however precious the Heavenly Silkworm Holy Wine may be, how can it compare to a single hair of my daughter?"
Du Jiu's eyes also reddened. He supported Du Yuankang, who was about to fall, and said, "Sect Master, don't be too sad, we will definitely figure out a solution!"
Yang Jing couldn't stand this tearful scene and said impatiently, "Enough, enough, stop crying. With us here today, whatever damn Sect it is, it's not worth mentioning!"
"Huh?"
Du Yuankang and Du Jiu both looked up, their faces full of surprise, staring at Chen Yang.
Chen Yang spoke indifferently: "If you don't have the Heavenly Silkworm Holy Wine, it doesn't matter, but as for that so-called Sect, since I've encountered it, naturally, I have to deal with it."
