"Why won't you let me make a move?"
Aboard the warship, Li Xiaoyao looked at Ye Lin with a puzzled expression.
"Your condition isn't right right now. Try not to act unless necessary. Can't you feel that the thing inside you is gaining stronger and stronger control over you?"
"Whenever you get angry, your mind loses its guard, and that thing inside you takes control. Can't you feel it?"
Ye Lin asked in return. Li Xiaoyao fell silent. Naturally, he knew his own condition.
But to him, this was nothing. Though the thing inside him was detestable, it seemingly had no way to deal with him at all.
"Right now, it may have no way to deal with you. But if it comes out a few more times, then you won't be the person you are now."
"Once I find a way to kill the thing inside you, you can do whatever the hell you want."
Seeing Li Xiaoyao fall silent, Ye Lin naturally knew what he was thinking.
"I can destroy the thing inside me myself."
Li Xiaoyao remained stubborn. At the same time, his eyes kept drifting toward the distant battlefield. He truly wanted to join the fight, but Ye Lin would not soften because of that.
"Stop looking. You can't go. If you really had a way to destroy it on your own, you wouldn't have nearly had control of your body stolen from you last time."
"From now on, listen to me. Stay here. Don't make a move."
Ye Lin spoke sternly once more. The thing inside Li Xiaoyao had been able to control him without anyone noticing—that alone was terrifying enough.
Once Li Xiaoyao became overly excited or enraged, the defenses around his mind would fall to a terrifyingly low level. Then, the thing inside