Even now, Li Yao could clearly remember that, when they first met, Ding Lingdang looked at the refining profession with contempt.
How could he have ever thought that her father was actually a refiner? And if those two lifelike puppet warbeasts came from her father's hand, then he would have been a refiner of at least the expert-level; he would've been at almost the same level as Yuan Manqiu.
So, how could she dislike the refining profession?
With countless doubts circling around his head, Li Yao continued to watch the video.
The video was very long, spanning for a couple hours. It was a mixture of hundreds of videos, recording the scenes of the life of the three over a span of a few years.
While watching the video, Li Yao gradually came to know of another Ding Lingdang, one that was sometimes lively and sometimes quiet; a girl who would become extremely cute when she burst into laughter, a powerless, and always crying, little girl.
