Destroyed.
Muo Huangnian savored these two words, a sinister smile curling at his lips, his tone seemingly laden with a hint of cold mockery, "Three years ago, I indeed was a scoundrel, but your daughter just wouldn't let go of me, even going as far as drugging me on this kind of day. You say I destroyed her, but as the High Priest of Miaojiang, isn't that a bit unfair?"
"You..." Qin Yansong's face turned white with anger, his laugh cold, "Drugging, not to mention your exceptional skills, Manman always shows her feelings on her face, unable to hide anything. If she wanted to drug you, wouldn't you have noticed? Couldn't you have avoided it?"
A glint of dark light flickered in Muo Huangnian's deep-set eyes, and he spoke indifferently, "Clearly, I did not notice."
"So when she called you to her room, you just went, knowing full well she had those sorts of feelings for you!"
