Lin Heng's train of thought snapped as he looked at Jiang Jingyi.
Xiao Muyu continued, "You knew. You actually knew everything. But you enjoyed watching them fight over you and get jealous, secretly feeling pleased with yourself, didn't you?"
"(òωó?) Bold enough! Don't maliciously speculate about me. I'm not that kind of person. It's just that I don't have much say right now. I can't persuade Master, and the favors I owe Lady Yi are piling up faster than I can repay them. What do you expect me to do?"
"Excuses!"
"Men are best at finding excuses. They can even lay out countless reasons for you with impeccable logic."
Lin Heng grew somewhat displeased, his tone turning much colder. "How I get along with them isn't for you to judge, is it? In what capacity are you judging who I am now?"
"I don't know what the future looks like, and you won't tell me either, because it concerns that pitiful, fragile thread of karma."
"Even if you become someone important to me in the future, you still shouldn't interfere with who I am now. Your strength is terrifying, even beyond the shackles of the Immortal Realm. To you, everyone here lives or dies at a mere thought, don't they?"
Xiao Muyu did not speak. An indescribable flicker of delight flashed through her eyes before she nodded.
To put it bluntly, aside from Jiang Jingyi, who had concealed her identity—
Everyone else here, including Dugu Zixuan, was nothing more than an ant she could crush with a raised hand.
"So I hope you won't harbor any harmful thoughts toward my Master and the others. Otherwise, I'll go mad!"
"Are women very important to you?" Xiao Muyu suddenly asked.
Lin Heng looked toward the hazy distance ahead and smiled. "Perhaps I