At this moment, even Sikong Jing, who feared neither heaven nor earth, actually did not dare meet her eyes.
He could only keep smiling bitterly to himself. Then he thought of his wife, Su Yuexi. If he were the Tyrant Soul Venerable and Yuexi were the Tyrant Lotus Venerable, what would he do?
Sikong Jing asked himself inwardly: would he abandon Yuexi like the Tyrant Soul Venerable had, all to pursue a higher realm of martial arts?
The answer was obvious: no.
Even if he were truly forced to go somewhere dangerous, he would tell Su Yuexi everything plainly. That was a profound trust between them, and Su Yuexi would surely wait steadfastly for his return...
Yet at that thought, Sikong Jing smiled bitterly again. The Tyrant Lotus Venerable was not Su Yuexi. Their personalities were different.
Clearly, the Tyrant Lotus Venerable would risk her life to search for the Tyrant Soul Venerable.
And the Tyrant Soul Venerable was not himself either. Perhaps because he understood the Tyrant Lotus Venerable's personality so deeply, he had never intended to tell her anything about Grandpa Su from the very beginning.
These were matters between husband and wife. How could Sikong Jing possibly interfere so much?
Yet now, he was caught in the middle and felt terribly troubled.
At that thought, Sikong Jing suddenly made up his mind. "Tyrant Lotus Venerable, I don't know where the Tyrant Soul Venerable went. I only know that the place he is in is extremely dangerous. Even though he has now reached the Saint Martial Stage, he still cannot return."
He decided to keep concealing the truth for the Tyrant Soul Venerable.
The moment those words came out, the pleading look on the Tyrant Lotus Venerable's face froze. Her lips trembled as she stared at Sikong Jing.