Mo Xie hurriedly pulled the girl to Lin Xuan. "Mi'er, greet the Consort!"
Ning Mi hurriedly placed her right hand on her heart and bowed. "Greetings, Consort!"
Lin Xuan nodded slightly and looked at the top of Ning Mi's head.
Mo Xie said, "Consort, this is my daughter, Ning Mi. She's fourteen years old and is about to participate in the Demon Dao Prodigy Assembly for the first time today."
"In your opinion, how talented is she?"
The first reason he invited Lin Xuan to Mo Xie's Demon Palace today was to rope him in.
Secondly, he wanted to ask Lin Xuan to take a look at Ning Mi's aptitude.
Although he knew that his daughter's aptitude was extraordinary
since he witnessed Ning Mi's growth from when she was young to reaching the quasi Emperor Realm,
Mo Xie still felt that she had some more undiscovered potential.
When Ning Mi was born, purple divine lightning had descended on Mo Xie's Demon Palace.