Thinking of Xia Qiuer, Hua Yunfei couldn't help sighing.
Though this girl had been born into the Imperial Court, she had a kind heart—so kind that when he'd once made a move against her, he'd been overcome by a powerful sense of guilt.
If he could, he truly wouldn't have wanted to hurt her.
But there was no helping it. Their opposing positions had left him no choice.
Xia Qiuer's talent was far too terrifying, and she cultivated the limitless Mortal Dao. If she grew to her full potential, she would surely become an unimaginable enemy.
With her talent, her parents' cultivation and guidance, and the unique nature of the Mortal Dao, she might even surpass her father, the Emperor Lord, one day.
With such incredible potential, of course he had to snuff her out while she was still in the cradle.
No matter how kind she was, she was still a member of the Imperial Court—and the Daughter of the Imperial Lord, no less. In the end, they were enemies, and he had no choice but to act.
Just as he'd said before, Xia Qiuer was kind. But if one day his sword were at the Emperor Lord's throat, would Xia Qiuer really stand by and do nothing?
Now, the Imperial Court had taken the initiative to seek cooperation with the Kaoshan Sect, but their relationship wasn't very solid.
It was an alliance of mutual interest.
This alliance could collapse at any moment.
So Hua Yunfei didn't regret what he'd done. He just felt sorry for Xia Qiuer.
"Xia Qiuer?" Angel Sacred Emperor looked at Hua Yunfei. She knew about this, too.
Hua Yunfei had once taken on the identity of Mu Xuanzhi and made Xia Qiuer suffer terribly. Though she had survived in the end, she'd nearly died,