"What are you doing?"
The moment Ye Lin stepped into the carriage, he saw Wang Qingyu holding a dagger to her own throat.
"Committing suicide."
Wang Qingyu's expression was calm, as though she were speaking of the most ordinary thing in the world.
"As a late-stage Daluo Golden Immortal, you don't need to do it this way."
"Besides, don't you think it's too much of a loss to just kill yourself like this?"
Ye Lin sat down across from her without a care, picked up some fruit from the table, and began eating.
"What do you mean?"
Wang Qingyu lowered the dagger and looked at Ye Lin.
A hint of confusion filled her voice.
"If you kill yourself now, what can you accomplish besides making your family grieve and forcing them to bear the Liu Family's wrath for nothing?"
Ye Lin set down his wine cup and spoke.
"Then what advice do you have?"
"The Liu Family's ancestor is at the third level of the Quasi-Saint realm. Beyond that, they have two Quasi-Saints at the second level and three at the first level."
"The Liu Family only needs to lift a finger to wipe out my Wang Family."
"And I don't want to become the Liu Family young master's cultivation furnace. What else can I do?"
"I can't humiliate myself and bear the burden for the sake of the family."
"In the entire Wang Family, the only person I care about is my grandfather. If something happens to me, Grandfather is fully capable of escaping."
"I no longer have any lingering concerns."
After Wang Qingyu finished speaking, she once more placed the dagger against her throat.
"If you're going to become the Liu Family young master's cultivation furnace, why not drag him down with you on your wedding night? Wouldn't