A Weakness, Romance
In his eyes, Cardinal Lin gained a favorable impression due to what the other party did to Saint Prince Huang just to save Lan Mingyue from this beast. He had to admit that this Saint Prince Huang was very strong at his peak, based on how solid his foundation was—but that was all there was to it.
"Where's your father?" Yang Lujia directly asked her. "Yueyue, you don't have to hesitate. Saving him should be prioritized now. Set aside your emotions towards him. I know how you hate him so much, but what if he really died? Won't you regret it?"
Lan Mingyue tactfully zipped her mouth and pointed at the room where his father was held inside.
Yang Lujia merely nodded and looked at the expression of Lan Mingyue's father, the clan's patriarch who stood above the other two families of this Sacred City. He held his forehead and examined him from the inside.