This female City Lord might have looked far weaker than a man, but the strength of her heart left many men trailing hopelessly in her dust.
Hearing Su Jiu's words, Da Shen scratched his head. "I remember she betrayed you back then, didn't she? Why are you still speaking up for her?"
Su Jiu gave Da Shen an indifferent glance. "A sluggish brain is something you're born with. It isn't something you can change later just because you want to."
A certain City Lord, still fighting the enemy, slipped and nearly fell.
Without turning her gaze, Su Jiu sent an Ice Needle flying from her fingertips, disposing of the Demonic Cultivator in front of the City Lord who had been about to launch a sneak attack.
Da Shen marveled inwardly. "No wonder the Hall Master always says you're one of the few cultivators in the sect who doesn't hold grudges."
Su Jiu paused. "Senior Brother said that about me?" But she was hardly someone who held no grudges...
She would remember a life-and-death vendetta for the rest of her life.
It was just that what this City Lord had done to her hardly amounted to any real enmity.
In Su Jiu's eyes, the City Lord had simply made the wrong decision in a muddled state of mind and believed a Heretical Cultivator's lies.
Thinking it through afterward, she could also understand it from an ordinary person's perspective. If one side offered an absolute guarantee while the other spoke in vague, ambiguous terms, most people would probably choose the former.
After all, no one wanted to be a donkey led along by a dangling carrot.
But whatever the case, everything she had done, from beginning to end, had been for her city and her home. On a personal level, she had