The only reason Ye Tian could say this was because the Eight-winged Golden Scale Python had told him. Otherwise, with his own power, he would have had no way of knowing the true extent of Qin Wushuang's injuries.
Qin Xiaowan glanced back at Ye Tian, her expression conflicted. It was impossible to tell if her eyes held hatred or gratitude. In any case, it was an unsettling look, a very strange feeling.
"Xiaowan, Father should have listened to you," Qin Wushuang said. "It was my stubbornness that brought ruin upon us all. I am filled with regret! The Qin Family has been defeated at my hands. But you must avenge this. You must remember the deep-seated hatred between Ye Tian and our Qin Family. Otherwise, Father will not be able to rest in peace."
The voice wasn't loud, but Ye Tian heard it with perfect clarity. His current Perception Power was in no way inferior to Ye Weitian's. Still, hearing those words greatly displeased him.
