It Was You

Duàn Yì's unusual gaze naturally could not escape Qū Dōng Liú's notice. A wave of sorrow welled up in his heart, and his hatred deepened further as he said coldly,

"I've become neither human nor ghost, yet you can still recognize me. Sharp eyes."

Though they were words of praise, his tone brimmed with mockery.

If Bái Xī Wén had not betrayed him, overthrown him, and exposed all his past deeds to the world, how could he have fallen into such a state today?

Sometimes, when he accidentally caught sight of his current ghastly appearance in clear water, madness surged through his heart. He wished he could destroy the entire world. Thus, his hatred and Killing Intent accumulated ever thicker and deeper.

He hated Bái Xī Wén, and he hated everyone connected to Bái Xī Wén. Duàn Yì was naturally no exception.

Duàn Yì sighed inwardly, unsure whether he ought to feel melancholy or fortunate. His expression remained calm as he cupped his hands toward Qū Dōng Liú and said,

"Sect Master Qū, you are Yuè'er's uncle. You must already know of my betrothal to Yuè'er. Why did you deliberately lead me here today?"

In truth, Duàn Yì's martial arts were exceptional, and his cultivation of the mind had begun to peer into the Heavenly Dao. He had long sensed that the other man harbored Killing Intent toward him.

Yet that Killing Intent came and went, swelling at times and waning at others. Clearly, a struggle was raging within Qū Dōng Liú's heart.

His relationship with Yuè'er was likely the main source of Qū Dōng Liú's conflict. Duàn Yì did not avoid the matter, instead laying it bare to see what Qū Dōng Liú truly intended.

Qū Dōng Liú said nothing. He slowly slipped his withered hand into the fold