This was a little complicated to explain.
In short, it had to do with Shen Tang.
When Shen Tang looked at Wei Lou, who had vanished for seven or eight days and suddenly crawled out of some nook or cranny, she felt the furrows in her brain smooth out all at once. "You mean... everyone who allied together to attack us came for me? To... get revenge?"
Wei Lou nodded. "Yes."
Shen Tang couldn't sit still. She sprang to her feet and paced back and forth, clearly anxious. "Get revenge on me? I don't even know them. We've never had a grudge, old or new. They traveled all this way together to attack just me? Did I sleep with their fathers, kill their mothers, steal their wives, and then pimp them out?"
She covered her face with both hands, forcing herself to calm down.
The more critical the moment, the more calmly she had to handle the problem. She couldn't let her emotions take over. It took a while before she recovered. "There must be a reason."
Wei Lou corrected Shen Tang. "Virtuous Lord, it's not true that you've never had a grudge with them. You do have a grudge. A blood feud."
Shen Tang blinked. "Am I a mass murderer?"
Then she turned to Jimò Cong for confirmation. "Did I lose my memory?"
Was she not only an unlucky ghost who'd died from working herself to death after getting drunk while being hounded for updates? Or had the body's original owner once run rampant outside, committed heinous crimes, and made enemies everywhere, only to get herself beaten into a vegetative state and left flat on her back after going too far? Was that why Shen Tang had transmigrated here?
"Your Highness cherishes all living beings. How could you be