Yao Ji was torn inside. Looking at her pleading brother, she did not know how to answer him.
On one side was her brother, who had not hesitated to sacrifice his life to revive her. On the other was her daughter, her own flesh and blood. Both were precious to her; such a choice left Yao Ji unable to decide.
Her expression was conflicted, sorrow filling her eyes as she did not know how to answer Haotian.
Haotian felt somewhat distressed as well. Being just as devoted to his sister, he naturally did not want her to remain conflicted. He stepped forward and said softly, "Yao Ji... don't worry. I will not do anything to Chan'er or Jian'er. I merely want information about White Vine and Green Vine, or clues that might lead to them. That is all. I will not ask about anything else."
Come to think of it, Haotian and Yao Ji were remarkably similar to Yang Jian and Yang Chan. Truly, like family always found their way together.
Haotian was devoted to his sister. He had loved and cherished Yao Ji dearly. Even after learning that Yao Ji had been converted by Buddhism, he had still refused to give up. He suppressed his sister beneath Peach Mountain while searching for a solution. Later, even when Yang Jian misunderstood him and the entire Primordial World misunderstood him, Haotian had not cared! He would rather bear infamy than neglect arranging Yang Jian's path of cultivation perfectly!
That was how he treated Yang Jian, yet he still hid everything from him! Even when Yang Jian regarded him as an enemy, he said nothing and offered no explanation. Instead, he hoped to use hatred to spur Yang Jian into becoming stronger! Haotian did all of this naturally for the sake of