She had thought her act was flawless, never expecting her father to have seen through her from the very beginning. Even as she marveled at how formidable he was, Hua Ying was left with one point she could not understand.
"Since you knew from the start that I had infiltrated in disguise, why didn't you expose me immediately?" she asked in confusion.
Hua Zhen did not change his attitude just because she was He Xi's disciple. In an even tone, he said, "At the time, everyone was preparing for the final stage. There couldn't be any mistakes in that process, so I didn't bother with you.
"Of course, if you had done anything destructive back then, you wouldn't be standing here talking to me now."
Would he have simply erased me?
Hua Ying understood what her father meant, and her fingers unconsciously clenched tighter.
"That brat Kent must have been here too long. He doesn't have a shred of vigilance left. An outsider infiltrated the army and he didn't even notice, yet he had the nerve to boast about making sure petty scoundrels never returned once they came here. Hmph, once this is over, I'll show him how I deal with him!" Hua Zhen said darkly.
What he did not know was that when he uttered the words "outsider," Hua Ying's heart felt as though something had suddenly gripped it. The pain was indescribable, and a trace of grievance quietly appeared in the way she looked at him.
Hua Ying had never been someone easily affected by her emotions. No matter what happened in the past, she could face it calmly and composedly. Serene and unflustered were the best words to describe her.
Yet for some reason, after meeting her father, the temperament she had cultivated for over seven thousand