He recalled going to the Wutai Sect's Foreign Affairs Hall last month. He'd tried to leverage the favor earned from Ye Rong'er's sacrifice to recommend a disciple from a branch family for the Inner Courtyard, but the Steward had rejected him without a shred of mercy, leaving no room for negotiation.
The immense humiliation, intertwined with the pain of losing his daughter, nearly drove him mad.
'Famous and righteous sect... Bullshit! They're cold-blooded! Heartless! Rong'Er died a mysterious death guarding the Fishery for them, and this is how they treat the family of someone who served them so well?'
Ye Zhenshan gritted his teeth. 'That Chen Qing... he came back alive, and as the Chief Disciple, no less. If Rong'Er were still here, she might have been able to break through to the Mid-stage Embracing Pill Power.'
'Those idiots from the Law Enforcement Hall... They closed the case without a proper investigation!'
