Etris's little face twitched. She looked at Mr. Mo, who was coughing up blood, her lips moving slightly as if she wanted to say something. But she quickly glanced at Lin Qi, then obediently closed her mouth and stood beside him without moving a muscle.
Mr. Mo stared at Etris in shock. This reaction from his most beloved daughter hurt him even more than Lin Qi's elbow shattering every one of his ribs. What was going on?
Although Etris's body had been repaired and remade by Mr. Mo using secret arts, although her soul had been grievously wounded by the Church's divine arts, although she had become a cold and emotionless little girl, Mr. Mo could still sense from every word and gesture that her feelings toward him remained those of the only daughter he had adored hundreds of years ago!
But why was she acting like this?
Lin Qi's heavy blow had left Mr. Mo's body in unbearable agony. Compared to a warrior like Lin Qi, whose brute strength was boundless, how frail was the body of Mr. Mo, who had followed the path of a pure mage? How could he endure Lin Qi's ravaging? Yet compared with the pain of his body, Etris's inexplicable behavior drove Mr. Mo to the very brink of suffering.
"What did you do to my daughter?!" Mr. Mo spat blood in great mouthfuls and roared himself hoarse. "If you dare harm her, I'll make you pay! I'll make you and your family pay!"
Lin Qi spread his hands in bafflement and shook his head earnestly at Mr. Mo. "I didn't do anything to her! Let the damned gods bear witness—I didn't do anything to her! I rescued you from Holy Radiance Mountain. I saved you! Then my people invited your daughter, the beautiful