The sunlight outside was bright and merry, and the warm light filtered through the windows, showering the room with fragments of radiance. In the air, invisible dust particles danced with joy. Despite this warmth, it couldn't obscure the somber and ice-cold atmosphere in the hall.
"Master, you…" An Yiqing looked up at Ye Chenghong, parted her rosy lips, but the words didn't come out.
"Girl Qing, I know what you want to ask." Ye Chenghong sighed deeply. "Originally, your four Elder uncles and I, along with your Junior Uncle, indeed planned not to tell you about this matter. You were too young and your strength hadn't reached the Demigod level. I feared that if we put too much pressure on you, it might induce inner demons and affect your cultivation in Xuandu City. However, Third Gu later said to me that you weren't so fragile. That made me realize my mistake."
