Back then, Lou Sheng had held Absolute Tears in his hands. Had he so much as informed True Lord Pinglan, things would never have ended this way.
This time, Su Jiu really had misjudged someone.
She had overestimated Lou Sheng after all.
There were no karmic ties or bonds between her and this Azure Tide Sect. The only reason Su Jiu had given that warning-and, in a moment of conscience, traded with Li Ran for a bottle of Absolute Tears-was that they had been one family ten thousand years ago.
Yet who could have imagined that they would still fail to escape the same outcome?
Every word Su Jiu spoke was like a knife plunging into Lou Sheng's heart.
Thinking it over carefully, wasn't that exactly what had happened? He had never trusted Su Jiu. Even after obtaining Absolute Tears, the doubts in his heart had kept him from telling anyone what she had instructed him to do.
He could not help recalling the day Su Jiu had handed him Absolute Tears.
There had clearly been signs of everything long before it happened, yet his carelessness had brought them to the point of no return.
"So what exactly happened afterward?" Lou Sheng heard the cool voice beside him ask.
Lou Sheng gave a bitter laugh. "What you really want to ask is why True Lord Pinglan couldn't be saved, isn't it?"
Su Jiu did not deny it. She merely watched him in silence.
"After you left, my master held a banquet specifically to celebrate winning thirty places in the Grand Tournament. He didn't invite anyone else. He only intended to distribute some resources to the outstanding disciples within our own sect."
As Lou Sheng spoke, his thoughts drifted back to that night six years ago.
Cultivators differed from mortals in