"Who was that cultivator you brought with you when you came? Do you want me to dispose of her for you?"
Bai Lan's eyelid twitched. "Foster Mother, please do not act rashly. She is one of my people..."
Was this woman planning to avenge Guangwei? But Di Wu Yin was only at the Foundation Establishment stage. Their worth was not remotely equal.
It would be more practical to kill Changlu instead...
Yet whether it was Di Wu Yin or Martial Uncle Changlu, if either died, Bai Lan would find it worth half a day's rollback to save one of them.
"You are quite protective of your own people, yet show no mercy whatsoever toward mine." Seeing Bai Lan's expression, True Lord Suiyun smiled faintly and turned around.
Bai Lan sighed softly. "Lan'er feared betrayal more than anything in her life. Thus, I only trust those willing to place their soul in my hands. She is one of them."
Di Wu Yin had handed her life-bound primordial spirit over to Bai Lan. That meant Bai Lan could command her for the rest of her life. Thus, in Bai Lan's eyes, Di Wu Yin alone was indeed worth far more than True Lord Guangwei.
True Lord Suiyun's expression flickered. "Could it be that Lan'er does not even trust me?"
She would not mind if True Lord Suiyun handed her soul over to her, though that was hardly possible.
"How could that be? Of course Lan'er trusts Foster Mother. How could Foster Mother ever harm me?" Bai Lan said with a smile.
Every one of the twenty characters in that sentence was a lie, and both Bai Lan and Suiyun knew it perfectly well.
"Rest assured, she is alive and well. She has both arms and both legs, and nothing serious is wrong."