Fan Yu stormed out, slamming the door behind him.
Zhou Yi remained seated where she was, her face full of cold mockery.
She wore a slightly unhinged smile, her voice tinged with madness:
"Hahahaha! You're just sick of me! You want to dump me and go find Mu Jin!!"
"Can you honestly say it wasn't Mu Jin who suggested sending me somewhere else?"
"Hahahahaha!
Fan Yu, you just despise me for being an old woman who'll never break through past Soul King in her lifetime! You think a woman with a disciplinary punishment on her record will hold back your advancement at Shrek..."
After an indeterminate amount of time, Zhou Yi's voice finally began to fade.
She sat motionless, her expression wooden.
Until she caught sight of her reflection in the window once again.
Swish!
The curtains were drawn shut again.
The room returned to darkness.
"Fan Yu..."
Zhou Yi suddenly spoke, her murmur like someone talking in her sleep.
"Don't even think... of abandoning me..."
"And Mu Jin!"
She began gnashing her teeth again, genuine killing intent spilling from her.
"Die, die, die, die!"
No.
She was only a Soul Ancestor now, while Mu Jin was a Soul Emperor.
Zhou Yi's eyes went blank.
After sitting there for several hours, she finally pulled that eerie green letter from some unknown hiding place.
It had mysteriously appeared on her windowsill not long ago.
It read:
"Dear Teacher Zhou Yi, we hope this letter finds you well!"
"We have heard of your recent experiences and feel deep regret and sympathy for your plight."
"We believe an outstanding teacher such as yourself should certainly not fade into obscurity like this."
"We sincerely invite you to attend our gathering and join us. We are willing to provide you with methods to restore