Was he really that confident?
Ju Zi looked at Meng Chen, her heart shaken.
But on second thought, with a god-level powerhouse backing him, such confidence seemed only natural.
Ju Zi felt there was hope for revenge, but after spending so long at Xu Tianran's side, she still asked instinctively, "If you help me, what do I have to give in return?"
Meng Chen shook his head. "You don't have to give anything. You just need to think it through. Do you want to keep being Xu Tianran's pawn, waiting for him to throw you away once he's used you up, or are you willing to take another path?"
Ju Zi's gaze flickered. They were merely strangers whose paths had crossed like floating duckweed. Why would he help her?
"Why do you want to help me?"
Ju Zi asked.
"Probably because... we're both people who've lost our 'home.'"
Meng Chen felt a little bereft. His eyes seemed to pierce through time and space, looking toward the Blue Star he could never return to.
Someone who had lost... his home?
Ju Zi mulled over those words. After a long while, she said resolutely, "All right. I'll go with you."
"Then get dressed. I'll wait outside."
Meng Chen was about to leave and close the door behind him, but before he could, he came face-to-face with someone.
Ye Xishui stood outside the door, her skirt stirring in the night breeze and her long hair flowing, lending her an otherworldly air.
She had originally come back to tell Meng Chen what time they would leave tomorrow, only to stumble upon this scene.
Her gaze passed over Meng Chen and landed on the bed at the back of the room.
The quilt on the bed had been thrown back. Ju Zi was sitting up