Only then did Huantao raise her head, her beautiful eyes brimming with hurt and stubbornness. "Master, you're not angry with me anymore?"
"Wasn't I just angry with you?" Emperor Zuntian smiled and beckoned her over. "It's all in the past now. Let's not talk about it. Come have some tea with me."
Huantao walked over and sat across from Emperor Zuntian. She picked up the teapot and poured herself a cup, then pouted. "Master, you really don't blame your disciple? I..."
"If anyone else had done such a thing, they'd be dead already. They wouldn't have had the chance to apologize to me. But the person who did it happened to be you. What could I do?" Emperor Zuntian said.
His face held one part helplessness and nine parts indulgence.
"I've never had a Dao Companion in my life. I've had only you, little girl, by my side. I couldn't actually kill you, could I? I couldn't bear to." Emperor Zuntian chuckled.
"Then why did you just say you'd feel no guilt about killing me, that it'd be nothing but a flick of your hand?" Huantao huffed.
"Did I? Which bastard said that? With my cultivation so high, how come I didn't hear it?" Emperor Zuntian blinked.
Huantao rolled her eyes at him.
"What about Elder Yuyue?" Huantao asked.
She knew that the greatest trouble she'd caused this time was killing Elder Yuyue, a War Emperor Grade powerhouse. Yiyang and the Illusory Moon Deep Sea, no matter how important, were nothing compared to Elder Yuyue.
A War Emperor Grade powerhouse carried tremendous weight. So long as no Hegemon Grade beings appeared, they were the ones who called the shots.
Every such powerhouse lost was a huge blow to Haoyue Palace.
"You really think he's dead?" Emperor Zuntian said helplessly. "If