Wei Chunqiu had spent so long with Yue Qianchou and dealt with him for so long that he could see through him. That brat was capable of ruthless, vicious deeds, and he was equally capable of shameless flattery and bootlicking. Yet no matter how he changed, he could never conceal the madness emanating from his bones. It was as though he possessed a madness that rebelled against the oppression of fate. Whoever touched what belonged to him would be seen as oppressing and striking at him, and he would most certainly fight back fiercely.
With his inner core in Yue Qianchou's grasp, Wei Chunqiu truly did not dare take things too far. That was why he had saved Hundred Charm Demoness from Nong Zhu's hands.
"Once, a man abandoned me. I had no name or status with him. Later, that man took in a disciple and soon died. To avenge that man, I came to know his disciple. Perhaps feelings grew over time. I do not deny that I fell for his disciple. It is as simple as that."
Blood hung at the corner of Hundred Charm Demoness's lips as she smiled faintly. It was impossible to tell whether she was mocking others or herself. She merely looked at Nong Zhu, whom Wei Chunqiu had waved away, and said, "I do not understand why I must become the woman of a man who abandoned me without taking responsibility and who has been dead for so long. I am not a woman who easily casts aside the old for the new. I gave that man so, so much, even nearly causing my entire sect to be destroyed. Of course, that was merely a reason I later found to comfort myself. After I developed feelings for Yue Qianchou, I was conflicted as