"Then what happened? I imagine your mother and father must have broken through the Lineage's barriers and countless hardships, finally ending up together, right?"
Seeing Ning Ke's complexion turn much paler after finishing, her mood sinking as well, Xiang Yang hurriedly changed the subject.
The greatest art of conversation was reading expressions and moods. You could not talk a conversation to death; when it was time to liven the atmosphere, you had to liven it.
Moreover, Xiang Yang's question had truly only been meant to pull Ning Ke out of her low spirits. The answer was obvious—if Fifth Zuirong had not ended up with Ning Ke's father, where had Ning Ke come from?
Yet things often went beyond expectation. Xiang Yang might possess rare talent in martial arts, but in other respects, he was not much stronger than ordinary people. His reasoning had merely come from an ordinary person's perspective.
Ning Ke smiled and shook her head. Her smile was forced and bitter. Then she twisted together the hands beneath the table, gray light flickering in her eyes as she said,
"No, they didn't. In fact, not long after he was seriously injured, my father was killed by people from the Fifth Family."
Mentioning her father's death, Ning Ke instead seemed to feel as though a burden had been lifted, greatly surprising Xiang Yang. So she had been born after her father's death? Was she seeking the position of Divine Constable in order to use the Divine Constable Gate to take revenge on the Fifth Family?
No. If that were the case, the Fifth Family would not have tolerated her growing up to this day. Besides, there was something strange in Ning Ke's tone.
"My maternal uncle back then—the Fifth Family's patriarch, Fifth Zhongqi—thoroughly investigated my father's life. He uncovered