Feeling the warmth of the hand on her head, Li Shiwei was speechless for a moment.
"Why... didn't you tell me? Was it because I was in the way?" She clutched Li Qi's wrist tightly, her voice beginning to choke.
"Back then... I desperately kept recalling all those happy memories with you all..."
That was what she said.
Mama's laughter, the feeling of her hand, her silhouette, the scenery they had walked through together... Her mind kept bringing up nothing but beautiful memories.
If she had not done that, she felt as though she would be unable to accept reality.
As though she would have to live on alone...
Desperately, so that she would not be filled with sorrow... desperately, so that she would not forget her memories with her mother...
But now, her father said that he had always known.
What did he know!?!
Seeming to sense his daughter's emotions falling into chaos again and demonic thoughts breeding anew, Li Qi merely withdrew his hand from beside her and said, "You'll know in the future. Later... I promise."
"And besides, if you truly attacked me, then the Devil Lords might win."
"Still... from the very beginning, I believed in you."
Li Qi smiled. Like the masters and elders he had once hated most, he spoke incomprehensible riddles to fob Li Shiwei off.
He knew that Li Shiwei was truly entangled by demonic thoughts, yet he also believed that she would not attack him because of them.
And in truth, this was not a riddle. Li Shiwei could not be allowed to know any of this.
Li Qi hated riddle-speakers most of all, but they truly were unavoidable.
Even Li Qi himself did not know his original plan. As he had said before, he had merely set up a series