Yu Fengshen stood motionless beneath the tree, her swollen face thrust forward. Light flickered in her eyes as she pondered and sank into deep thought.
Being beaten and humiliated did not matter to her.
Even being killed did not matter to her.
But she wanted to walk this path farther!
"I want there to be no one under heaven whom I cannot kill! I want there to be no god in the heavens whom I cannot kill!"
"But no one has ever walked this path!"
"Do I need a master?"
"Where, exactly, is the path of the future!?"
"Where is the path in the heavens!?"
"Whose hands should hold the blade of the heavens?"
Yan Beihan's slaps and humiliation had not stirred the lake of her heart. But that long speech afterward had dealt Yu Fengshen a tremendous shock.
On the High Platform.
Dongfang Sansan seemed not to have noticed this side at all. But he had not missed a single word spoken by Feng Yun or Yan Beihan.
He believed that no one sitting here had missed anything either.
Everyone had heard it clearly.
Xue Wu and Grandma Huang's eyes shone with approval. Xue Wu said with feeling, "This girl is quite something."
Grandma Huang agreed. "Indeed. She has depth, and her methods are excellent too."
The corners of Yan Nan's lips had already curled upward. Her smug delight was almost impossible to conceal. "Hee hee hee..."
But this time, Dongfang Sansan had no way to dampen Yan Nan's pride.
Because Yan Beihan had handled this matter far too beautifully.
"That girl truly has a brilliant mind, and she can see far into the future! She combined tactics, words, status, and power, and wielded them with consummate skill."
Dongfang Sansan's eyes were filled with thought. He went over Yan