Beneath the Ginkgo Tree.
I was lowering my head, carefully trimming my daughter's nails.
A fiery-red figure descended from the heavens.
The girl's brows and eyes were flamboyant, her long dress blazing like fire. She seemed to have the haughty temperament of a young miss, and without my permission, she appeared directly in the middle of the courtyard in my cave abode.
Hua Bubai followed the lingering scent all the way to the mountainside of Heavenly Sword Peak.
She did not spare the cub a glance, instead keeping her eyes fixed on the little loli.
Bright eyes, pearly teeth, and a sweet, radiant smile.
She knew this person. She had seen her in the portraits of the Direct Disciples.
Heavenly Sword Peak—Ye Xiaoyao.
As for the cub, it was merely a mixed-breed kitten. She had no interest in it whatsoever.
She said nothing, and the air fell somewhat silent.
I hugged my daughter's body and nervously retreated a step, eyeing the girl warily.
Hua Bubai wrinkled her nose and kept sniffing the scent in the air.
"It really does belong to a cat."
"I've seen the cat with the strongest bloodline."
"But then, how could you be completely human?"
She was not speaking to anyone, as though immersed in her own world. She kept muttering to herself. "That shouldn't be. Could it be that the bloodline hasn't awakened yet?"
"Is the bloodline still in its ignorant juvenile stage?"
She stood at a dangerously close distance, staring at me as she observed me over and over.
I hated that kind of gaze. The fingers of my hands had already curled slightly.
That scrutinizing look made me feel like some kind of merchandise.
Sensing my unease, little Yangyang kept clutching the front of my robe, remaining utterly silent.
Hua Bubai paced back