Lan Yue had no idea that so many people were eagerly waiting to feast on the gossip about the North Ridge Sacred Son's childhood alongside her.
At that moment, she only felt that the place seemed a little quiet. It was less noisy than before, making it easier for her to browse the information in her mind.
Lan Yue was like a melon-eating badger that had lain in wait for ages and finally found its favorite melon. Buried in the melon patch, she kept feasting without wanting to lift her head for even a moment.
Of course, apart from the two people involved, everyone listened with relish. Even the competition's awards ceremony had been postponed.
The North Ridge Holy Lord's excuse was perfectly aboveboard, too. Hadn't they seen that their Sacred Son had returned? What was wrong with waiting for him before holding the awards ceremony for such a major competition?
"Holy Lord, why do I feel something isn't quite right? Hasn't this gossip taken a strange turn? If those two have a daughter, then wouldn't they..."
Several seniors from the North Ridge Sacred Ground beside him asked hesitantly, though the speaker left the last half of his sentence unsaid.
They naturally knew about the Sacred Son's missing daughter. They also knew that he had poured his heart and soul into nurturing that embryo, using countless precious heavenly treasures.
When the embryo was ultimately lost, even they had been heartbroken. After all, they had watched the Sacred Son expend countless resources on it with their own eyes. Who could have imagined that a petty thief would turn up in the North Ridge Sacred Ground?
The thief had even dared to steal openly within the sacred ground, making off with its most precious treasure.
"They must have had a relationship nobody