In a beautiful valley on the Back Mountain of the Central Saint Palace, exquisite palaces stood densely packed among towering buildings. Old and new architecture complemented one another, like a magnificent collision between two eras.
"What? That little bitch actually refused to come back?!
She's turning the world upside down! Does she even recognize me as her mother anymore?!"
A young married woman who looked about twenty-four wore an expression as hideous as a yaksha. Her furious roar shook the valley itself. She was Jin Nainai's birth mother.
"If the people from the Misty Sect hadn't stopped me, I would've dragged her back by force."
Jin Dongni spoke indignantly, clearly still brooding over what had just happened.
"Hmph, that damned girl really thinks her wings have grown strong enough to fly on her own. She actually dares defy us!"
The palace master of the Central Saint Palace, who was also Jin Nainai's father, spoke in a voice as cold as ten-thousand-year-old ice. He seemed to feel that his authority had been gravely challenged.
"I intended to show her some mercy, but who knew she'd be so incapable of appreciating it? If she won't even come home, she can forget about ever coming back!"
Jin Mother's once dignified, graceful face now resembled a flower ravaged by a gale, twisted with fury.
"Mother, since my sister doesn't want to come back just yet, let's not force her. Wandering out there all these years couldn't have been easy for her. We ought to be more understanding.
Mother, Father, Second Brother, please don't make yourselves ill over this. Xian'er would be heartbroken."
Golden Immortal'er, whose beauty could topple cities and kingdoms, clung to Jin Mother's arm like an obedient little kitten and wheedled, her tone brimming with pity for Jin Nainai.
"All right!