In the end.
He looked toward Yin Tianshou's family, his gaze falling upon Yin Xingxi, who was trembling with fear and whose Dao heart had been damaged. He smiled gently. "Old Yin, though your daughter's disposition is lacking, she can still be shaped."
Upon hearing this, Cui Ying sighed with emotion. Since the Dao Ancestor had spoken, the relationship between father and daughter would surely ease considerably.
She had seen with her own eyes how her daughter had been humiliated. Yet Yin Tianshou had forcefully held her back, and the many Immortal Dao experts in the hall had also said there was no need to interfere—it would temper her disposition.
But it might also leave her unable to recover from the blow.
Yin Tianshou's words did not work, but an Immortal's words could cure all ailments. The gloom within Yin Xingxi's heart instantly stirred to life, and she was inexplicably moved.
He Ling noticed the change in her expression, yet a trace of nearly imperceptible disappointment surfaced in her eyes.
Senior Yin had once guided her eldest brother, and he was even a Heavenly Venerable Realm expert of the Tribulation Transcendence Realm.
She had not expected that this woman would ignore the words of her own father, who possessed both peerless talent and status, yet have her heart stirred by one casual, polite remark from her eldest brother.
She was rather like the sort of person her eldest brother had once described.
Someone unwilling to acknowledge the excellence of those around them, yet who treated the words of some Qi Refining Realm stranger as sacred truth.
She even believed that Yin Xingxi had once used the words of many gifted juniors from other clans to challenge Old Yin, all to prove her laughable self-esteem.
A genuine case of the heavens