"Setting this matter aside, Cui Shaolin alone had created a demonic cultivator disciple claiming to be Su Shi'er. That showed he had been plotting against Martial Brother Su all along."
"You and I should both know Martial Brother Su's character well. Even after so many years, people may change, but some things never will."
"Behind Cui Shaolin stands Tiandao Palace. With Su Shi'er targeted by someone like that, given his nature back then, he must have concealed his identity... so as not to drag the two of us down with him."
Xiao Yue spoke repeatedly, sorrow swirling in her eyes. At the mention of Cui Shaolin, hatred surfaced uncontrollably on her face.
Tantai Zhi had immediately exposed Su Shi'er's identity earlier. Though it had lasted only an instant, she had been watching Su Shi'er all along and had naturally caught fragments of it.
Combined with what she saw before her, it was not difficult to draw the conclusion.
"This... sigh, that truly was Martial Brother Su's way."
The words at Han Yu's lips turned into a long sigh.
Xiao Yue's analysis was well-founded, and he was already convinced by it.
"Then when Su Shi'er charged toward the Profound Heaven Spiritual Treasure at the very end, he must have done so... to avoid falling into Cui Shaolin's hands and suffering his torment."
"Who would have thought that an old friend whom you and I had not seen for so many years would meet us for the last time in such a manner? Cui Shaolin, Holy Son of Tiandao Palace, is truly hateful!"
As his voice rang out, a flash of fierce sword intent swept across Han Yu's body.
Had he not known his cultivation was insufficient, he would already have drawn his sword against the Holy Son of Tiandao Palace.
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