"Go. I want to be alone!" Looking at Leng Yulai, who had pushed the door open and come in, Leng Yaozhu dropped onto the sofa.
Right now, she did not want to see anyone or say anything.
She had considered that Xia Yi might have other women, but Gu Yue did not care, so she could not be bothered to care either.
But why did it have to be the Holy Spirit Cult Leader?
In Leng Yaozhu's heart, that was someone she wished she could cut to pieces.
She truly found it somewhat impossible to accept.
"Elder sister, I know you're angry, but have you ever thought about it? We're different from Xia Yi." Leng Yulai came to the sofa in front of Leng Yaozhu and sat down, crossing her long, slender legs. "Xia Yi already told you. He's a transformed Soul Beast. If we try to bind him with our sense of good and evil, it simply won't work. The Holy Spirit Cult Leader, as a Soul Beast, colluded with human Evil Spirit Masters and slaughtered humans. To us, she is indeed guilty of the most heinous crimes. But in the eyes of Soul Beasts, she is a hero who resisted humanity."
"Of course I know all that." Leng Yaozhu sighed faintly, then looked at Leng Yulai and asked, "You stayed in the Holy Spirit Cult for so long. How much do you know about this so-called Holy Spirit Cult Leader?"
Leng Yulai moved her jade-like fingers lightly, and Soul Power outlined a portrait of the Demon Empress in the air. "This is the Holy Spirit Cult Leader. You should have heard her other name, Lan Haijun. She's the one who dug up the ancestral graves of the Star Luo Empire."
"Lan Haijun!" Leng Yaozhu gave a bitter laugh.