Leng Yaozhu fell silent.
"Zha'er, you can't think of her that way. She's my younger sister."
Li Zha sneered inwardly.
Someone who joined the Evil Soul Masters and committed atrocities over the slightest misunderstanding, without even confronting the person involved to clear things up, absolutely deserved to be viewed in the worst possible light!
At the very least,
she could have just hated Leng Yaozhu and Yun Ming. But working for the Holy Spirit Cult? Who knew how many innocent people she had killed over the years!
Li Zha was not Leng Yaozhu.
Nor would he ever let Leng Yaozhu kill herself over someone like that.
"Teacher, trust me just this once. Stay in Eastsea City until noon. You'd better call Senior Phantom Brain Douluo from the Spirit Pagoda Headquarters over too, and have a few Soul Guidance Legions ready, just in case."
"She'll definitely bring people with her. You'll still have to be careful."
Agitated, Leng Yaozhu pressed a hand to her forehead.
"Zha'er, stop. I need some peace and quiet. This is my private affair. Let me handle it myself."
"Teacher, if you do this, you'll definitely-"
Before he could finish,
Leng Yaozhu waved him off. "Enough, Zha'er. I want to be alone for a while."
Leng Yaozhu turned and left. The joy of Leng Yulai's return had now turned entirely into worry, disbelief, and even fear.
Of course she did not believe Leng Yulai had become an Evil Soul Master.
But...
What if things really were as Zha'er had said? What would she do then?
Kill Leng Yulai?
Could she bring herself to do it?
Over what had happened back then,
Leng Yaozhu had always blamed herself. She felt she had been in the wrong: she had taken the position of family head and driven Leng Yulai