From the moment Sansa realized that the lofty Celestial God Lord treated Mira so specially, she began to wonder if... perhaps those figures who had once seemed as distant as the horizon weren't truly beyond reach...
Her parents were unreliable, and so was Raine. Then she could only rely on herself and fight her way upward. After all... if Mira could attract his attention, why couldn't she?
"Have you really chosen this path?" Zhuxing looked at his daughter, with whom he found it impossible to communicate. His gaze was complicated. He still remembered how, when she was very young, he and his wife had treated her as their only hope after Xi Ye left. When, exactly, had this girl and her parents begun drifting farther and farther apart?
"Yes, Father!" Sansa said coldly.
Zhuxing took a deep breath, closed his eyes, and nodded slightly. "You can decide for yourself..."
At that, Ye Na's expression tightened. She was about to say something, but Zhuxing, who had anticipated it, raised a hand to stop her.
"I'm leaving. Do you support me, Father?" Sansa looked at Zhuxing coldly.
"To be honest, I don't really want to support you..." Zhuxing was cold as well. "But since you've chosen, there's nothing I can do..."
"Is that so?" Sansa sneered. "That's right. Father's famous saying is that adults shouldn't regret their choices after making them, isn't it? You're actually just waiting to see me make a fool of myself, aren't you?"
"I don't know if there are people in this world who want to see their children make fools of themselves..." Zhuxing said wearily. "But I'm not that bored. I've advised all four of you about the paths you chose, but deep down, I've always hoped that you were right..."
"Is that so? Then how do