"Able to hold off several people's combined assault by yourself—Qing Xia, your talent and strength truly make one unable to refrain from admiring you," True Person Han Lan said slowly with a nod. His voice carried an exceedingly soft, seductive quality.
"Thank you for your praise, Martial Granduncle!" Fairy Qing Xia said respectfully.
"I value your talent and cherish the bond formed through your nearly thousand years of cultivation in the Sacred Hall. I can spare you once and let bygones be bygones regarding your recent actions," True Person Han Lan said, his peach-blossom eyes, seemingly capable of stealing one's soul, fixed earnestly on Fairy Qing Xia.
"So long as you no longer remain stubbornly obsessed and keep company with that Ye Tian, and are willing to abandon your memories of the past." True Person Han Lan's voice was gentle and tender, yet the meaning behind his words was cold to the extreme. "Then I can make the decision not to kill you."
"I appreciate your kind intentions, Martial Granduncle," Fairy Qing Xia said seriously. "But I refuse!"
Hearing Fairy Qing Xia's unhesitating refusal, True Person Han Lan's expression did not change in the slightest, as if he did not actually care whether she agreed or not.
"In truth, you had no involvement with 'that matter' and could have kept yourself wise and safe all along. I am very curious—why must you insist on involving yourself now, even if it means eternal damnation?" True Person Han Lan said with a slight frown. Even such a small movement could not diminish his peerless beauty.
"Because I have now confirmed who killed Master and Senior Brother Zuo Qiu," Fairy Qing Xia said faintly.
"They brought it upon themselves!" Daoist Han Lan's tone suddenly turned cold. At the same time, he raised his