The scene of first encountering Wei Huan still loomed vivid in her memory, as if it were being replayed despite Sui Yi's apparent disinterest in such people because of his exceptional memory.
The man before her was as fair and delicate as Wei Huan, only he sported two tufts of Little Beard above his lips, and his demeanor, his brows, and eyes bore a few traces of more pronounced maliciousness and chill. He stood in the darkness, bathed in moonlight, hands clasped behind his back, watching her.
"This is where you killed Huan'er, right?"
"Hmm," answered Sui Yi crisply, counter questioning, "Are you his master?"
"No, to be precise, I am his father, Wei Qi."
Sui Yi was slightly surprised and murmured an apology, "My disrespect."
So young, and he looked like Wei Huan's brother, it was unexpected that he was the father... His Martial Arts Cultivation must be extraordinary.
