Yet every one of her friends gave her much the same answer.
"You said her disciple is over two hundred years younger than you, which means she's already over two hundred herself! Someone that age already has a mature mind and a mature body. Only you would believe Huang Shan's nonsense meant to fool idiots!"
From that moment on, Liu Min finally understood the unsettling feelings that had surfaced in her heart.
She began to come to her senses, to scrutinize this abnormal master and disciple.
But as she gradually woke up, the realization also pierced her heart with agony.
She had come to her senses and understood, yet she could not take back her heart. She could only let them keep carving into it, cut after cut.
At first, she still tried to reason with Huang Shan, but all that followed was one barrage of abuse after another.
He always managed to claim the moral high ground and condemn her filthy thoughts, saying her friends' thoughts were just as filthy. Huang Shan demanded that she cut ties with her friends, and said he hoped he could become her entire world.
Countless times, Liu Min had thought how fortunate it was that she had not been a fool through and through. Otherwise, her world really would have contained nothing but him, and only endless darkness would have awaited her.
Before coming here, she had already decided that helping him obtain the Soul-Suppressing Pearl would be the last thing she did for him. After that, he would walk his broad, sunlit road, and she would cross her narrow, single-plank bridge. They would have nothing more to do with each other.
She had not expected his little disciple to be so determined to court death. Before they could even obtain the Soul-Suppressing