"What exactly is wrong with you?" Shi Zhàndì asked again.
He did not understand why Hua Yunfei was not happy after half-crippling the Daughter of the Imperial Lord.
Wasn't this a tremendous stroke of good fortune?
The Daughter of the Imperial Lord cultivated the mortal Dao and was far from ordinary. Once she matured, she would surely become an unimaginably formidable enemy. Snuffing her out in the cradle now would save them a great deal of trouble.
Moreover, crippling the Daughter of the Imperial Lord would also deal a tremendous blow to the Imperial Court.
Especially to the supreme Emperor Lord—who knew how furious he would be?
So this was unquestionably a good thing, something they ought to celebrate.
Why was Hua Yunfei wearing such a long face?
"Crippling a powerful enemy is naturally a good thing, but some enemies also deserve respect. There's no need to mock them or gloat." Hua Yunfei shook his head.
He could not smile because, over the past month or so, he had come to understand what sort of person Xia Qiuer was. If they had not been enemies, they could certainly have become true friends.
But their opposing positions doomed them to be mortal enemies.
He would not stand by and watch the Emperor Lord harm the people of the Kaoshan Sect.
Likewise, Xia Qiuer would not stand by and watch her father be killed.
That was where they stood, and it doomed them to be mortal enemies.
"You mean the Daughter of the Imperial Lord deserves respect?" Shi Zhàndì understood.
Hua Yunfei nodded lightly.
Were it not for their opposing positions, Xia Qiuer was someone he could regard as a true friend. She was not an evil person.
"I thought something had happened. So that's why you're wearing that great long face.