Xu Jiujiu frowned, her expression grave. She said to Huo Yuhao, "Patricide is a monstrous crime condemned across the continent. It crosses the moral line and is intolerable to every Soul Master under heaven."
As a princess of the Star Luo Imperial Family, Xu Jiujiu had studied Imperial Etiquette since childhood and upheld the Continental Moral Code. To her, blood ties outweighed everything. Whatever the grievances between them, patricide would always be an unforgivable crime.
But Huo Yuhao showed no sign of being moved. His expression remained calm, his tone almost casual.
"Of course I know that."
Huo Yuhao nodded, readily acknowledging her point, then changed tack. "His surname is Dai. Mine is Huo. There is no father-son bond between us."
"If there's no acknowledged relationship, no upbringing, no affection, and no bond, then when I settle our grievances someday, how could anyone call it patricide?"
Those words made Xu Jiujiu's eyes widen. She froze where she stood, her mind blank.
What kind of twisted logic was this, airtight to the bitter end?
When the world judged a crime, it considered both human feeling and recognized ties. Yet Huo Yuhao had torn every attempt to bind him with morality apart at its roots.
Before Xu Jiujiu could gather her thoughts, Huo Yuhao gave a slight shrug and delivered another blow, his tone carrying a hint of dark, offhand mockery. "By Your Highness's reasoning, everyone in the world except me can lay a hand on him. Anyone else may kill Dai Hao. Is that right?"
"If so, that makes things simple."
A cold smile flickered in Huo Yuhao's eyes. His voice was quiet, yet it carried clearly across all of Star Luo Plaza. "I can always join forces with the Sun Moon Empire someday and personally help corner and capture Dai