Yin Tingxue immediately said, "That's exactly the problem. He doesn't respond well to force but listens to softness. Speak gently, and he'll probably pay attention."
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Zhou Yitang finally understood. This King Xiang's daughter thought she wasn't gentle enough. She couldn't help furrowing her brows.
But those two words didn't suit her at all.
From childhood, she ascended the mountain to practice Daoism, requiring a pure and desireless heart, untouched by worldly dust, and avoiding extreme joy or sorrow. Later, she entered the Sword Tomb to choose a sword, encountering the reclusive Sword Demon, Wu Buxu, and severed her Three Corpses. Since then, she had no joy, no sorrow, rarely smiled, and always held herself back. Once she tied up her hair as a crown, she had become a Third Rank Sword Armor of Yin Sword Mountain. Standing so high, seeing the world's mundane affairs from a distance, how could her emotions still fluctuate?
