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"What? Miss Yun... how could this happen?" When Zhao Qian's hand touched my face, it visibly trembled before she withdrew it. "No wonder you acted without hesitation. When we discussed it in the Central Court, we couldn't make head or tail of it either. We always felt there had to be some conspiracy behind it, but never in our wildest dreams did we expect it to be this..."
"Yes... I was furious at the time, too. Seeing Miss Yun's memories erased and her refined into an ancient True Emperor artifact of theirs—how could I possibly endure that? So I lost control and struck out. That Great Demon Emperor had committed countless atrocities anyway. Even without the matter of Yun Bingxin, was there any shortage of vile deeds he'd done?"
"Alas, you couldn't save Miss Yun, could you..." Zhao Qian looked at me worriedly. Though she was speaking of Yun Bingxin, she kept staring at me as if afraid I had lost a horn somewhere.
I shook my head and took her hand. "They had overwhelming numbers. With my strength alone, I couldn't turn the tide. I could only kill the Demon Emperor and come running back with my tail between my legs. You know what? During that year the Crown Prince Jin spent among us, the methods he learned..."
"He used them all on Miss Yun, didn't he? I knew from the start that the Crown Prince Jin wouldn't use those things for anything good, but I never imagined he would use them on our good friend..." Zhao Qian bit her pearly teeth, utterly furious.
"Let's not talk about that for now. The more we talk, the more bitter it gets. Tell me about the mending of Heaven while I was away. From what I can see, the situation