Hearing Layla say that, Li was slightly taken aback. In truth, he had never thought that far ahead. In his mind, Layla was merely a skeleton. Yes, a skeleton would not think about things like making herself beautiful. But what if that skeleton had regained her memories from when she was alive?
"Hey, Layla... have you already regained your memories from before you died?"
Li's question made Layla pause. She glanced at him, then gently shook her head. "You really like that person named Layla, don't you?"
Layla's words stunned Li for a moment, but then he understood.
The Layla she meant was the black-clothed Layla. "It's not really about liking her or anything. It's just... if someone died because of me, I'd feel a little bad about it..."
"Mm, I understand." Layla nodded gently, then pointed at Li.
The skeletal frame that had formed Li's body had already completely collapsed. Li felt waves of fluctuations continuously flashing around him, and then he was directly dragged into an interdimensional rift by those fluctuations. The pull coming from within his body then drew Li back inside.
"Master, why did you do that..." Meng Nan asked cautiously, as though afraid Layla might suddenly fly into a rage.
Layla gently shook her head. "At first, I never expected that guy to have already begun fusing with the Coffin of Death's Return. If I'd known, I wouldn't have bothered dealing with him."
Meng Nan asked in confusion, "Then why did you act like you were here to steal that thing from the beginning, Master?"
Layla snorted. "I really did come to seize the Coffin of Death's Return. Only with it could I sever my ties with this world. But man proposes, heaven disposes. In the end, it was all for nothing. As for that