Lu Qingmei's eyes brimmed with remembrance as she began recounting the past between herself and Yi Dao Xuan.
From their first meeting, to getting to know each other, to falling in love and becoming Dao Companions.
As she spoke of these things, Lu Qingmei's brows and eyes were filled with nostalgia.
But when she spoke of persecuting Yi Dao Xuan, Lu Qingmei's gaze immediately dimmed.
"Everyone in the world thinks I was a heartless woman, that I harbored evil intentions from the moment I met your father."
"But that was not true."
Lu Qingmei looked sorrowful. "What kind of person was your father? If I had harbored treacherous intentions, he would have seen through me the moment we met."
Before Yi Chen could ask, Lu Qingmei continued, "The reason behind it was actually very simple."
"Before I met your father, I had already been plotted against by my master!"
Overwhelming hatred surged in Lu Qingmei's eyes. "She planted a strange gu art called the Subordinate-Mother Heart-Tugging Gu within me, using it to control my mind."
Yi Chen shuddered. What kind of gu art was this, to be so wicked?
"That gu art was extraordinarily bizarre. Back then, I had no way of knowing that my master had plotted against me."
Lu Qingmei sighed. "My master was also exceedingly patient. Only many years after your father and I had become Dao Companions did she suddenly activate that gu art, control my mind, and severely wound your father in one stroke while he was unprepared."
"At that time, I had no consciousness of my own. It was only after I later regained clarity that I finally learned the truth of it all."
"Only then did I learn that before attacking your father, my master had already joined forces with others to lay