After everything was settled, Cheng Xiao Xiao handed the event back over to Old Man Ying, who continued with the auction of the race. Cheng Xiao Xiao walked back to the seat prepared for her by the servant and sat down.
“Xiao Xiao, did you run into any incidents on your trip to look for the iron-armed bear?” Cheng Biyuan wasn’t concerned about the auction and asked his daughter softly.
Cheng Xiao Xiao lifted the corners of her mouth and smiled, “Dad, I am perfectly fine right here, aren’t I? An iron-armed bear won’t be able to hurt me.”