Meng Chuan had never imagined Ruthless would do such a thing.
He fell silent. He was happy that Ruthless had grown a little more talkative, but did she have to talk more at a time like this?
Suddenly, Meng Chuan thought the old Ruthless—who only listened to him, occasionally nodded or shook her head, and gave the odd hum—had been pretty good after all.
People really were complicated creatures.
At last, Meng Chuan said gravely, "Great Emperor, keep this secret for me."
He wasn't afraid the Great Accomplishment Sacred Body would do anything to him if he found out. But if word got out, his lifelong reputation would go up in smoke!
"All right," Ruthless agreed. When Meng Chuan had said Shi Hao was the cause of the Curse, she had begun to suspect as much.
After all, Meng Chuan had told her more about the Immortal Dao Domain than he had told anyone else.
Meng Chuan breathed a sigh of relief. Ruthless wasn't a blabbermouth, and her lips were as tightly sealed as his!
"Great Emperor, you're a good person. A really good person."
Ding! Good-person card!
Meng Chuan had handed Ruthless a good-person card in what he considered a compliment, utterly unaware there was anything wrong with it.
Ruthless thought it perfectly normal too.
One man and one woman, both convinced everything was perfectly harmonious.
"Great Emperor, did you stay behind just to talk to me about this?"
"There's one more thing."
Meng Chuan froze. Those words brought back unpleasant memories of the Eastern Peak Emperor—memories Zhang Sanfeng had personally created.
"Is your Curse different from the old Sacred Body Curse in any way?" Ruthless asked softly, looking at Meng Chuan's closed eyes.
Meng Chuan understood at once what she wanted to ask.
"Don't worry, Great Emperor. This