Ye Lingxiao pressed the jade-embedded column in front of him and a cloud curtain rose, blocking the wind that was facing them and keeping the voices of father and daughter within the chariot.
"Du Ruhui personally led people to the Guanhe Platform, so this person must be extraordinary. Perhaps at this Yellow River Gathering, they might indeed surprise everyone," he said.
There was a long silence with no reply.
Unable to resist, he glanced at the person beside him, "As my daughter, Ye Lingxiao, can't you show some concern for the affairs of the world?"
Ye Qingyu's voice was like a clear spring flowing over white rocks, making one's heart feel just as serene. "The affairs of Zhuang Country, do they also count as the affairs of the world?"
