No Matter Whose Voice It Is, No Matter How Powerful They Are, They Cannot Decide Your Life for You

At that, Li Changqing withdrew his gaze and turned to Wang Donger.

"And you?"

"What do you think?"

Wang Donger's expression gradually dimmed.

She was silent for a moment before speaking softly.

"I'm actually all right with Soul Tools."

"Although I hadn't had much contact with them before, I knew their power was constantly improving. Teacher Wang was right—Soul Tools really did have things worth learning for Soul Masters."

She frowned slightly, as though trying hard to sort through her thoughts.

"But, for some reason..."

"When I heard you discussing Soul Tools just now, it felt as if a voice suddenly appeared in my mind."

"That voice kept telling me to give up on Soul Tools, not to come into contact with them, and especially not to try using them."

"That's why I felt so uncomfortable when I heard Teacher Wang talk about combining Soul Masters with Soul Tools."

Wang Donger raised her head, her eyes filled with confusion.

"Senior, don't you think that's strange?"

Li Changqing did not answer immediately.

His eyes narrowed slightly, a trace of coldness flashing through them.

The moment Wang Donger mentioned "the voice in her mind," he understood.

This was not merely a matter of personal preference.

Nor had Wang Donger suddenly developed an aversion to Soul Tools.

Someone was influencing her perceptions.

They were even trying to decide her future path for her.

Other than that lofty God King, who else could possess the ability—and dare—to interfere with Wang Donger's thoughts like this?

"Senior?"

Seeing that Li Changqing had yet to answer, Wang Donger called out softly.

Li Changqing came back to himself. Looking at the confused girl before him, his tone returned to calm.

"There's nothing strange about it."

"It's just a voice."

Wang Donger stared at him blankly.

"Just a voice?"