After I killed him for 9,000 years, he was reborn.

With a creaking sound, the heavy study door slowly opened. Tong Guoan, who had not seen the sun for several days, staggered out of the room like an old man.

Tong Guoan squinted his eyes, trying to adapt to the glaring light, but he felt uncomfortable because he had not been exposed to sunlight for too long. After a long while, he finally asked, "What's the matter?"

Tong Wenyu thought that she would be loved and cared for by her father as before, but at this moment, her father was completely different in her eyes. Tong Guoan smelled strongly of alcohol, his steps were unsteady, and his face was covered with messy beard. If it weren't for the expensive clothes worth thousands of taels of silver, he would look like a beggar on the street.

At this moment, the words that Tong Wenjie had said to Tong Wenyu not long ago came to mind - "Haha, it would be a good idea for you to go find your father, maybe you can sell it for a better price."

This sentence made Tong Wenyu instinctively hesitate, and she began to doubt whether she should ask for help from this seemingly strange father.

Tong Guoan burped impatiently, then said drunkenly: "If you have something to say, just say it. If not, I will continue drinking." After that, he turned around and staggered back to the study.

Tong Guoan burped drunkenly and apparently paid no attention to his daughter Tong Wenyu standing in front of him. He didn't even notice the obvious scars on her face and body.

"Father, Tong Wenjie bullied me... wuwuwu..." Tong Wenyu said with sobs, her heart full of grievances and pain. The more she thought about it, the sadder she felt. Tears could not stop flowing, like pearls that had broken off the string, falling down with a click.

"Tong Wenjie, that rebellious son, is really rebellious...

belch……

Don’t cry, how did he bully you?

Tell me, Dad is here to help you vent your anger!"

Tong Guoan frowned, his heart full of dissatisfaction and anger. However, the alcohol had eroded his brain, making his thinking extremely slow. Although he heard his daughter's words clearly, he could not understand the deep meaning and could only look at her blankly.

Tong Wenyu sobbed, tears flashing in her eyes: "Dad, Tong Wenjie, that bad guy, he beat me, not only that, he also insulted my mother.

He said……

He said that the skills of seducing men that my mother taught me should not be wasted.

father……"

Her voice was filled with endless sadness and despair, and she hoped that her father Tong Guoan could help her vent her anger.

However, after hearing what his daughter Tong Wenyu said, Tong Guoan, whose slow brain had just reacted, shook his head vigorously, rubbed his eyes, and then looked at his daughter Tong Wenyu carefully from head to toe as if he was a piece of merchandise to be sold.

The precious girl in front of him, Tong Wenyu, was about seventeen or eighteen years old, at the most beautiful age. Although there were obvious scars on her face and body, even in such a miserable state, it was difficult to hide her skin as white as jade, as delicate as a flower, and beautiful as a feast to the eyes. The scars on her face added a kind of broken beauty.

Tong Wenyu's biological mother, Li Yu'er, was a courtesan back then, so naturally she was very beautiful. Tong Wenyu looked 70% like Li Yu'er when she was young, so naturally she was as beautiful as a flower. Among the ladies in the Yuan capital, her appearance alone was considered to be very outstanding.

Well, that's good, it can indeed be sold at a good price.