She stared at him, wide-eyed, as if she hadn't just dropped the most important revelation of her life.
She wanted to strangle him.
This man… this man has no sense of gravitas!
Yue finally sighed, the air leaving her lungs like she was releasing the weight of disappointment.
She shook her head, her voice sharp but not angry—just cold.
"Yeah… I forgot. You're just a rat from a small empire… in a smaller kingdom… in some backwater county."
Each word landed on Kael's chest like a blade—small cuts, precise and stinging.
He didn't speak.
Yue turned, her tone returning to a more tempered calm.
"Every continent has its own Divine Sect. I come from the Eastern Continent… the Divine Dream Pavilion. Where I'm from, we sit at the peak of all cultivation—above kings, above generals. We're not just a sect, Kael.
We are the law beneath the stars."
She looked out into the horizon.
"This… the Central Continent? Your home? It's nothing. And here, even the Divine Sect is weaker than ours."
