"Sigh, fine then. You little girl have had this stubborn mule temper since you were a kid."
Su Jiuzi knew exactly what his granddaughter's temperament was like. Seeing how determined she was, he stopped trying to persuade her. He took out an Elixir for Su Hongling to swallow, then set the severed arm down and slowly walked out of the room.
Looking at the severed arm beside her, a layer of tears welled up in Su Hongling's beautiful eyes.
Which girl would ever wish to be disabled?
Which girl would willingly accept having one of her arms crippled?
It was just that losing to Yun Hao so easily left Su Hongling feeling unwilling to accept it.
She was supposed to be that heaven-blessed proud daughter, the Holy City's prodigy whom everyone in the Holy City would show respect and worship toward the moment they saw her.
