Liu Min could not understand. Through gritted teeth, she said, "If you don't like him, why did you still go out of your way to disgust me like this? If you'd just quietly played the part of his disciple, you might have gotten the Soul-Suppressing Pearl long ago!"
"Oh, please! It's been over a hundred years. I'd have been bored out of my mind if I didn't stir up a little trouble! Besides, I'm helping you now, big sister! Isn't it good that I'm helping you see a scumbag for what he is?"
With that pitiful look gone, her voice became much more cheerful, as though she had just pulled off a perfect prank, playing everyone in the palm of her hand.
Liu Min froze at those words, then suddenly burst into laughter. So the century that had torn her heart apart had been nothing more than a game to someone else.
Now she finally understood some of the looks Yan'er had given her. The pity had truly been pity, and those complicated looks had been laughter at her stupidity!
But the greatest loser in this game was probably Huang Shan. At first, he had thought he was balancing things between them perfectly, never realizing that Yan'er had looked at him as a fool from the very beginning. Later, he had fallen out with Liu Min for Yan'er's sake, and again he had thought he had made the right choice, only to lose someone who truly loved him.
Those caught in a play never knew it; only when the curtain fell did they awaken.
Of course, the end of this play brought clarity to Liu Min, but madness to Huang Shan.
The instant the talisman's spiritual power wore off, Huang Shan lunged at Yan'er.
All five of them retreated to