However, if he wanted to use some insidious means to harm him and seize the position of Demon Venerable, he would never allow it.
Lan Yi hurriedly claimed credit. "Rest assured, with me keeping watch, even if any of them wants to do something, they'll have to see whether I agree first."
After a pause, she continued grimly:
"However, you mustn't trust people so easily in the future, especially people from the Divine Realm. They're full of schemes, hypocritical, and sinister. You absolutely mustn't believe their nonsense again."
"Especially that sinister, cunning, and fickle woman. You can't believe a single word she says."
Ye Jinghan was already furious over this matter, and she had deliberately brought up the very thing he didn't want to hear.
"You're courting death!"
With a sweep of his palm, he sent Lan Yi flying without mercy. She slammed into the wall and only stopped there.
That palm had struck hard. It was far heavier than the two casual blows he had delivered before recovering his memories. Blood trickled from the corner of Lan Yi's mouth, and she lay sprawled on the ground, unable to get up for a long time.
There was no trace of pity in Ye Jinghan's eyes. He walked over and looked down at her coldly.
"Don't let me hear you slander her again. No matter what she's like, you have no right to judge her, much less say a single bad word about her."
Yes, that woman was ruthless and heartless. She had betrayed him and hurt him. But no matter what she had done, aside from himself, he would not allow anyone else to insult or bully her.
Lan Yi's eyes reddened, and a sorrowful, wounded expression appeared on her face. "Cough, cough, cough... I'm only doing this for your