Xie Man hurriedly knelt. "Of course I respect you, Master. Without you, I wouldn't be where I am today."
Mei Ren Dan looked down at her. "You cultivate the Wushang Dao, and yet you still know how to respect someone?"
Xie Man's body trembled. She didn't dare answer.
"That Old Guy Jia understands how to respect me better than you do. At least he knows what I enjoy."
Xie Man's gaze tightened. "I understand. I'll go at once."
Mei Ren Dan smiled, then lifted her leg and used her foot to tilt Xie Man's chin up, looking at her with a smile. "The more I look at you, the more captivating you become. Remember, you belong to me, heh." With that, her figure disappeared.
Xie Man panted heavily, sweat dripping from her forehead. Her gaze gradually turned savage—not toward Mei Ren Dan, but toward Old Qiu.
If that old bastard hadn't said those things, Master wouldn't have appeared.
One day, she'd kill that old bastard.
She took a deep breath, stood up, and looked into the distance. Lu Yin, huh? Let's see just how powerful you are.
Elsewhere, Old Qiu went to find Chu Songyun. Though Chu Songyun was a Six-tenths Red Clothes, he was a rogue cultivator, so he was easy to find.
"You're the chosen child of fortune of our Human Civilization. The Wushang Dao values being without emotion, and you were born with your heart's door sealed shut, devoid of love or affection. You've cultivated smoothly all the way to this point, yet another civilization's people surpassed you before you could break through to the Eternal Life Realm. Don't you want to overcome him?"
"Not interested." Chu Songyun was a young man with a cold expression, ordinary features, and an extraordinary bearing.
Ever since he had emerged