Li Yin continued.
"From childhood, I was revered as the Saintess, worshipped by countless people and lavished with endless resources."
"Everyone envied my lofty position."
"But who knew that I was merely a pure vessel prepared for the Witch God's descent?"
"Once the Witch God's will possessed this body..."
"My divine soul would be erased in an instant."
"With my soul utterly destroyed, there would no longer be a Li Yin in this world."
Li Xinge watched her quietly.
His eyes were as unfathomable as an abyss, making it impossible to guess what he intended.
As for Guhongzi...
He was like a mute chewing bitter herbs, unable to voice his suffering.
He had gone to such painstaking lengths to abduct the Saintess.
He had even burned several decades of his lifespan in the process.
He had thought he was seizing riches amid danger, abducting her to earn himself a great merit.
And what had happened?
The Saintess had actually delivered herself to his doorstep.
Wouldn't that slash the credit he deserved?
Who could he possibly appeal to for justice?
A moment later...
Li Xinge suddenly laughed.
He stared straight at Li Yin.
"What a Saintess of the Witch God Hall."
"What an exceptionally clever woman."
Li Xinge stopped laughing.
His expression abruptly turned cold.
"But what makes you think I won't kill you, let alone protect you?"
"I am campaigning against the Southern Wasteland to raze it and eradicate the Witch God's lineage."
"What use would keeping you alive..."
"Be to me?"
Li Yin met Li Xinge's intensely oppressive gaze.
There was not a trace of cowardice on her face.
Neither servile nor arrogant, she said, "Killing me would merely add another set of dry bones."
"Keeping me alive would allow Your Highness, the King of Chu, to obtain an