The Medicine Gate Master looked straight at Su Jiu, his words utterly cold. "Those are my terms. The dagger is before you. Whether you do it
or not is up to you."
Su Jiu looked at the Zijin Token hovering above the Sect Master's palm, her gaze darkening slightly.
With her intelligence, Su Jiu naturally knew that the Sect Master had not given her a dagger so she could use it to seize the Zijin Token.
He wanted her to take her own life.
"After I die, will the Sect Master give the Zijin Token to my martial uncle?" Su Jiu's voice remained calm and unruffled, as though her life were nothing particularly important.
The Medicine Gate Master paused with his tea in hand. "Naturally."
Su Jiu slowly picked up the dagger from the floor. "I hope the Sect Master keeps his word."
In truth, the Medicine Gate Master could indeed be trusted to honor his promises. Since he had dared to bring it out, he had never intended to take it back.
A barely perceptible smile suddenly touched the Medicine Gate Master's lips. He wanted to see just how far she would go for that supposedly important person. If she truly could trade her life for another's, what harm would there be in lending the Zijin Token to the Azure Tide Sect?
Su Jiu looked at the dagger in her hand and sighed helplessly, a soft light passing through her eyes. She did not fear death. She feared that even her death might not change Mian Mian's fate.
Just then, a sudden disturbance sounded at the entrance. The Medicine Gate Master's expression turned stern, and a Barrier immediately materialized around the interior of the hall.
The intruder was Chu Luohen. Although the doors had opened, he found himself unable