Upon hearing the name Ye Lingyue, Hong Mingyue's fingers couldn't help but clench together tightly, not letting go until they were pinched red, and then she slowly opened them.
All along, Hong Mingyue never regarded Ye Lingyue as worth a glance.
What was Ye Lingyue, if not a discarded daughter who couldn't even claim a place in the Hong Residence's family tree?
At their first encounter, she was merely an Innate Martial Artist.
Compared to her, Hong Mingyue was like a bright pearl in the sky, while Ye Lingyue was just a piece of fish-eye bead fallen into the dust.
Hong Mingyue didn't even deign to cross hands with Ye Lingyue. It used to be out of disdain, but now, it was out of inability.
But when did it start, that such an inconspicuous fish-eye bead started to snatch away everything that rightfully belonged to her?
