After hearing Li Yao's speech, Jin Xinyue felt as if she had observed a life-and-death battle between two top experts from a close distance and that the sharp swords and sabers brushed past her skin narrowly.
She could even feel that her master's and her father's blades of thought were rubbing her brain, causing both excruciating pain and ecstasy as if somebody had poured a bucket of icy water over her head.
The thrilled feeling made her sweat and barely able to stand.
Sorting through the whole thing, she felt that her father was more magnificent and mysterious than ever in her heart.
Jin Xinyue smiled bitterly and said, "It seems that I've always underestimated my father.
"It's funny that I used to think that my father knew nothing when I killed my stepmother without alarming anyone and raised subordinates who were loyal to me in the Gold Crow Kingdom. I thought of the man as just so-so.
