Qinghua sobbed, "I heard..."
Poof!
In an instant, a short dagger pierced into Little Nagging Old Lady's abdomen.
Bam!
Qinghua was immediately pushed away, crashing into the study's large door, then falling to the ground.
Meanwhile, Little Nagging Old Lady stepped back a few paces, collapsing back into the reclining chair, her breath turning chaotic.
She had not been unprepared for Qinghua's problems; she had seen many Holy Daughters affected by chaotic prophecies and knew their actions were uncontrollable. While caring for Qinghua, she hadn't relaxed her own defenses.
With Qinghua's strength, it shouldn't have been possible to harm her.
But just at that moment, divine murmurs suddenly descended by her ears, chaotic prophecies she hadn't heard personally in ages... and she had severed that connection long ago!
The chaotic prophecy assaulted her mental defenses, leaving her momentarily dazed.
That's how Qinghua managed to stab her with a dagger.
