Sorlon's face still wore a gentle smile, as he continued to play the role of a husband.
"Isn't this good?"
The Nature God's elect retorted.
"I mean that she didn't inherit my Dragon Vein."
Upon hearing the elf's words before him and observing her reaction, a cold glint flashed in Sorlon's eyes.
The least likely bloodline was inherited, whereas the one that should have been inherited was suppressed. If there was no intervention from a higher existence, he would never believe it.
"But she has received the approval of both the Sky and Nature's will!"
Helena seemed unaware of her partner's dissatisfaction, instead reminding Sorlon with a beaming smile,
"Look at your daughter's palm, there you will find the approval of both the sky and nature's will!"
