At this moment, Zhao Huan wondered: if Ling Wan's surge in Meridian Qi was indeed due to the merit of Jade Pot Sect, then why hadn't Zhao Ningshu, who joined the same sect, achieved such a heaven-defying breakthrough?
These thoughts flashed through Zhao Huan's mind, and for a second, he even considered mending the father-son relationship with Ling Wan, to cultivate him as the foremost of Zhao Family's younger generation. At present, Ling Wan seemed far more formidable than Zhao Ningshu.
But in the next instant, Zhao Huan realized he was overthinking it. From the fullness of hatred in Ling Wan's eyes, he could clearly sense the deep-seated loathing the boy harbored for him.
Recalling everything he had done to this son since Ling Wan's birth, Zhao Huan immediately dismissed the recent thought. He knew that, given what the Zhao Family had done to Ling Wan over the years, it was probably impossible for the boy to ever regard him without resentment.
