"For the Heaven-Slaying Sword?" Zhao Dier sneered, her playful smile still intact. "Of course not. I must admit, you've got some brains. You understand that neither the person from Wuhui Gate nor I, Zhao Dier, would bother with the Heaven-Slaying Sword. The folks from Haitian Market will surely come up with a solution for that. What does it have to do with us?"
"…."
"We came here for other purposes," Zhao Dier stated, her mood noticeably lifted.
In fact, this day could be considered a remedy for her long-standing melancholy.
Upon their return from the Saint Divine Land, they had failed to acquire the Golden Rolls and had even offended the Phoenix Girl. Initially, her father had been furious, grounding her for a few days. However, his attitude had drastically changed after a few days, as if he no longer cared about the incident.
He had even shown willingness to avenge her and defy the Phoenix Girl.
She still didn't know why.
