The choice was in their hands?
Heh... they ran into something like this the moment they came out. What the Immortal Yin was plotting was clear as day.
Chen Changqin looked at Lin Heng and Bai Yi with a complicated expression. "I know. This is the Immortal Yin trying to use us against Yin Luo. Even now, I'm still a little puzzled. How does every step we take feel like it was planned by her?"
"I'm even starting to suspect that Lian'er being captured was also the Immortal Yin's handiwork."
Bai Yi patted his shoulder and comforted him. "Don't be so down, brother. We've come all this way, and Lin Heng will definitely help you. But I have to say something fair. Don't get upset."
"I'm older than you. I don't like you calling me 'brother,'" Chen Changqin said flatly.
"Fine, fine, I'm the brother. But Chen Changqin, you have to think carefully about what position you have in Su Lian'er's heart. You refuse to tell her stories about the human world, and she can't remember them either."
"There's a classic load of bullshit from our hometown that says, 'There is a kind of love called letting go.' There's another saying too: 'There is a kind of love called hoping she'll be happy.' In my eyes, that's nothing but the helplessness of the weak, the self-pity of a bootlicker, the stupidest of the stupid..."
"I once fell for a girl too. Her family was very well-off. Back then, I still didn't know my dad was the famous True Yang Venerable. Her family didn't agree, but on the day of her wedding, I went and tried to snatch the bride."
Lin Heng and Chen Changqin both cast curious looks at him. There was something here!
He had actually snatched a bride