They reminded Kim Nam-won of Kim Gyeong-joo's mother. As for why he thought of her mother among so many people... Naturally because few women actively sought him out after a one-night stand. Among that rare minority, Kim Gyeong-joo's mother wasn't the most beautiful, but her eyes were exceptionally stunning. And there was an additional factor. All these conditions combined left a lasting impression. Kim Nam-won asked appropriately, "Are you Min-seo's daughter?" logically Kim Gyeong-joo should have been moved. 'Ah, he actually remembers my mother. It seems she held some place in his heart.' But after years of hardship and Lu Ding's warnings about such situations in advance, Kim Gyeong-joo only thought: 'Fuck it, stop pretending' Her upbringing and life experiences hadn't made her particularly refined. But she couldn't voice these thoughts. Kim Gyeong-joo nodded: "You...you're my father?" "Mother waited for you so long...until...until she died..." Kim Nam-won approached with apparent sincerity: "I'm sorry I came too late. Please forgive me." Kim Gyeong-joo suppressed her emotions. Too late? When it was Lord Lu Ding who brought me here!! Fuck it, how shameless can you be! Tears streamed down the girl's face as she shook her head. Lu Ding observed the scene. Good thing he'd prepared her in advance. The father-daughter reunion moved many in the audience to tears. but from envy and resentment!!! Why didn't they receive such treatment?! Some hadn't even seen Kim Nam-won's face during their bloodline verification!! Many were seeing him for the first time today!!! The disparity between people!! Over a hundred gazes turned toward Lu Ding. 'If he supported me, maybe I'd get such treatment too' Soon the reunion concluded. Kim Nam-won called specialists to conduct Kim Gyeong-joo's bloodline test. The result was obvious. Next came the talent and ability assessment. The talent test was simple: Content originally comes from novel•fire.net A secret technique specifically for measuring aptitude would be taught. Failure to comprehend anything: Lowest grade. Basic comprehension: Middle grade. Top grade required actual demonstration, evaluated on power and effectiveness. The old Kim Gyeong-joo would have been trembling with anxiety. With 'Heaven-Plundering Spirit' and Blood Skull Gu - artificial cheats - it was effortless. If she couldn't score well now, Lu Ding would probably laugh wryly before tossing her out. He couldn't carry dead weight. Fortunately, after one hour, Kim Gyeong-joo formed hand seals and channeled energy. Pointing forward, she unleashed a mixed torrent of demonic, ghostly and spiritual energy. A massive spectral skull projection blasted forth, smashing heavily into the testing apparatus. Why...is she emitting black aura? Is she even a good person? While others merely questioned Kim Gyeong-joo's morality while marveling at her technique's power, Gong Cang and Kim Nam-won instinctively looked at Lu Ding. Because this black aura phenomenon was one of Corpse-Shattering Taishui Lu Ding's signature traits in Great Han, Wei Gao's neighboring country. Plus this 'Clark Kent' resembled Lu Ding. Hard not to suspect!! Lu Ding pretended not to notice their stares, maintaining perfect posture while gazing forward - the picture of righteousness. After the two looked away, they silently marked 'Top Grade' on the evaluation sheet. With procedures reaching this stage, only the final combat assessment remained. Normally, one could pass with minimal effort or even skip it entirely. Bloodline was what mattered. But today, with Lu Ding having positioned them at the very front, things...were different. Coasting along for minimum benefits was one standard, striving for top placement another. Yet in this situation, not one person dared volunteer as her opponent. After Lu Ding's earlier display, none of the hundred-plus bloodline candidates in the hall would risk it. Losing would be acceptable. But winning? What if Lu Ding took offense and killed them? Those seated further back knew Lu Ding wouldn't value them and didn't dare. Those at the front, already advantaged, saw no benefit in risking death for victory or humiliation and resource loss in defeat. Only fools would move. Observing this, Kim Nam-won wondered how Lu Ding would proceed. For him, Kim Gyeong-joo scoring high and sitting upfront was acceptable. But if her final score lowered her overall ranking, pushing her back would be ideal. Starting at the front meant less leverage with White Eagle. Starting behind would require White Eagle's strong support for advancement, allowing Tianxing Group better negotiations Lu Ding surveyed the scene - this outcome fell within expectations. Gains came with losses. Just as he prepared to speak, "Father, may I participate?" All eyes turned to the sudden speaker. What was she thinking? Diancang Sect and Wind-Cloud Sect were second-rate factions. Hadn't she seen Kim Suk die instantly or the Wind-Cloud Sect's Earth Observation elder's skull crushed? Winning might mean death from White Eagle's officer retaliation. Losing would reduce her share and status. No upside - what was she planning? Some familiar with the situation smirked, anticipating drama. Cousins yet sisters-by-blood, with feuding mothers between them. This...would be entertaining. Kim Nam-won too was surprised by Kim Yeon-ju's challenge. Suddenly remembering, he feigned concern: "Yeon-ju, your mother and Gyeong-joo's were sisters. Whoever loses will sadden both your mothers." Then with belated realization, he told Kim Gyeong-joo: "Sorry Gyeong-joo, I shouldn't have mentioned your mother." Lu Ding glanced at him. This father had skill - practically encouraging sibling rivalry.