Zhao Luoran asked curiously, "Mine too. Strange."
The Second Personality said indifferently:
"Zhao Xinyu's parents also died in battle early on.
I don't think the Zhao family would harm them.
Rather, the Zhao family deliberately chose from children without parents.
So that they could manipulate things more conveniently later on."
At those words, the five women narrowed their eyes.
Convenient for manipulating what?
Naturally, it was to make it easier to turn them into Cultivation Cauldrons.
If they had parents—
Would that have been convenient?
Naturally not.
Their parents would surely have moved heaven and earth to stop it.
After thinking it over, the five women sneered:
"Holy Son, your plans were quite good."
This "you" referred to Zhao Jin, his father, and his uncle.
After all, as people who knew the plot, the five women understood everything so clearly.
Cold sweat broke out on Zhao Jin's forehead.
Naturally, he knew what the five women were talking about.
He simply had not expected all five of them to have guessed it by now.
This made him grit his teeth and remain silent.
For a moment, he did not even know what to say.
The five women continued to sneer:
"Now that none of us belong to the Heavenly Secrets Pavilion anymore, Holy Son, what else do you have to say?"
Zhao Jin took a deep breath.
Gritting his teeth, he said, "I can choose not to pursue today's matter."
He thought to himself that he could not call his father and uncle over.
If he called them over—
The matter could indeed be resolved.
But the one who would lose face would definitely be him.
Yes, definitely.
And he would absolutely be reprimanded as well.
Before tens of thousands of people, he still needed to save face.
He could not