Chi Gongming’s grandson is Wang Yanqing’s husband.

In other words, Chi Gongming is Wang Yanqing's husband's grandfather.

That shouldn't be called father-in-law.

Call me Zu Weng? Tai Weng?

Anyway, it shouldn’t be father-in-law. Isn’t this the way to call your husband his father?

"Don't worry about the title."

Wang Yanqing said expressionlessly, "I always call him father-in-law."

"Oh, well, he's fine now."

Li Guanqi quickly replied.

"Where did you see him?" Wang Yanqing asked again.

I saw it at the School of Conjuration... Isn’t this nonsense!

We’ve already arrived in Daluo. This place is the most repellent to magicians. You definitely can’t say that!

"My subordinate grew up on the border of southern Xinjiang."

Li Guanqi lowered his head and saluted: "Last year, I met Senior Chi by chance in the mountains. After a chat, he had a good impression of me, so..."

"You're lying."

Wang Yanqing's face was expressionless.

"..."

Li Guanqi's expression changed slightly, "My subordinates have absolutely no lies, every word is..."

"You're lying."

Wang Yanqing's voice has turned cold.

Although her back was turned to Li Guanqi, Li Guanqi still felt as if he was locked by her. He felt like a thorn in his back, cold hairs all over his body, and his scalp was numb.

"I come from the Wang family."

Wang Yanqing finally turned around and looked at Li Guanqi indifferently, "Is there anyone in the Wang family who is the minister of official affairs in that disgusting and dirty big dyeing vat in that capital city that I haven't seen?"

"When it comes to lying, you are far behind and have too many flaws compared to those hypocrites who have read poetry and books."

"explain!"

Wang Yanqing rushed to Li Guanqi in an instant, raised his right hand high, and strangled his neck with cold eyes.
Chapter completed!