Jiang Qianming was stunned. This was the first time his eldest daughter had ever defied him, let alone spoken to him in such a tone.
He pulled his hand back, then laughed in anger. "Why shouldn't I be able to strike you, my own daughter?"
Jiang Wuyan turned, leaning on her blind cane. She sat down slowly in a chair and, upon feeling an egg on the table, began to peel it with unhurried movements. "Then, Father, would you like to guess where I have been these past few days?"
Chapter 63