For three whole months, from the moment he woke up until he left, his eyes were like daggers soaked in poison. She had known for a long time that he had a violent temper, disregarding kinship when enraged. During those three months, Beihan Palace was nearly shattered by him, and those she sent to attend to him didn't even know how many times they were beaten.
The female disciples who admired his looks ended up with swollen, red faces, crying and begging her, never wanting to go back and be tormented again.
He almost tore down her Beihan Palace.
Even the daily meals could only be placed at the door for him. Except for Yun Feng, anyone else going in, regardless of age or gender, would be cursed vehemently by him, wishing never to see him again.
She wasn't worried that Yun Feng would divulge the truth, because as a doctor, Yun Feng understood the effects of the Soul Stabilizing Needle better than she did.
