Upon hearing An Jing's sharp guesses and queries, Granny Huai looked towards the young boy, eyes meeting his piercing gaze like blades.
"Child, I have thought about what you're thinking long ago. Over the years, I've considered every possibility."
Gazing back at those questioning eyes, the old woman slowly straightened her spine and said calmly, "I believe that the Divine Sect would definitely do these things. They certainly manipulate situations to their advantage, creating tragedies and comedies, birthing one Life Holder after another."
"But! The Divine Sect never hides that they would do these things!"
"An Jing, the sufferings of this world can't all be blamed on the Divine Sect!"
As she spoke, Granny Huai's voice grew more resolute, "The beauty of the spiritual flower, that is what I cherish and desire. The strength of the ferocious tiger, is beyond what my father and I had anticipated."
