"I think Father's idea is somewhat fantastical. After all, Xiang Yang is not merely some poor commoner. His martial arts have already transcended the mortal and entered the sacred; they are simply beyond what ordinary people can imagine."
Faced with his father's displeasure, Fifth Xianjun first glanced around uneasily. Seeing his brothers, uncles, and elders all watching him expressionlessly, he gritted his teeth and spoke.
Ever since Ning Ke had failed in her bid for the position of Divine Constable at First Line of Heaven in Shenzhou and returned to the Fifth Family, the family had discovered that this woman was utterly different from before.
The Ning Ke of the past, though beautiful, had worn a face like frost and possessed a cold, aloof temperament, as if she were a machine without emotions. People respected her, yet kept their distance.
Added to that was her formidable martial arts. Few had wished to spend time with her, not even her own relatives.
Yet after Ning Ke returned, her temperament became much gentler. Though she still did not understand worldly ways, she had become far easier to speak with. Occasionally, she even revealed the mannerisms of a young maiden, or inexplicably blushed, leaving Fifth Zhongqi and the others thoroughly surprised and curious.
It was not until Fifth Zuirong spoke with her elder brother Fifth Zhongqi one day that she revealed her daughter Ning Ke had developed feelings for Xiang Yang, the greatest winner in this contest for the position of Divine Constable. Though the two had not privately pledged themselves for life, neither could be without the other.
Once the iceberg melted, the blazing heat within was simply impossible to restrain. Ning Ke dared to love and hate, and she made no attempt to conceal her feelings for Xiang Yang. She had