Li Jiujiu suddenly had a horrifying thought arise in her mind. She looked at Chi Wenyan's twisted face as if she were looking at a demon.
"Your father... your father..."
Chi Wenyan laughed mockingly: "If he had obediently handed the position of Manor Master of Yundu Villa to me, he wouldn't have had to die so miserably."
In this world, there are indeed people who can be so ruthless even to their own fathers!
"You... you lunatic!"
"Lunatic?" Chi Wenyan glanced at Li Jiujiu lightly, saying:
"For cultivators like you who have been healthy since childhood, controlling swords in the Nine Heavens, how can you understand the suffering of mortals plagued by illnesses, unable to resist their fate?
There are countless mediocre, ignorant, powerless mortals who can only silently accept their destiny, but I refuse to accept it!
