Wu Fa's words were earnest and sincere, fully considering Wu Ping's situation. However, he knew his niece's obsession with Wu Tian, her father, so it was difficult to keep dissuading her.
Afterward, Wu Fa went to the kitchen to cook. His culinary skills were exquisite, like a top-notch chef, and the dishes he prepared were incredibly delicious.
Wu Ping ate quite a lot and only stopped her tears after having enough.
"Here." Wu Fa handed Wu Ping a piece of Dragon Armor.
Wu Ping took it and said to Wu Fa, "I don't need it."
Wu Fa, however, was unyielding, saying to Wu Ping, "You must wear a suit of fine armor; otherwise, I will never agree to let you go."
Seeing her uncle's insistence, Wu Ping agreed and said she would wear it tomorrow.
Only after hearing his niece's response did Wu Fa relax and nod. He wondered about the father and daughter who hadn't seen each other for decades, unsure whether Wu Tian would even recognize his own daughter.
