He Pingsheng trembled all over. Looking at Qiao Huizhu, he wished he could shatter the Spatial Binding that very instant.
Unfortunately, he could not.
"You mean her soul has been damaged?" He Pingsheng asked.
"Yes!" Wang Dun continued, "She's been here for over a decade. Normally, that would have been enough time to wear her soul away completely, but your wife is rather special!"
"She must have practiced some sort of Divine Sense defensive technique!"
"So her soul hasn't been completely worn away yet!"
"Part of it remains!"
He Pingsheng nodded.
Fortunately, he had made Qiao Huizhu practice the Heaven Tier Divine Ability, the Purple Mansion Nine-Shield Art, years ago. Otherwise, just as Wang Dun had said, she might already have been gone.
"Were you only just captured and brought here too, Senior Brother?" He Pingsheng asked Wang Dun.
"No," Wang Dun said. "I've been here for several years. Back then, I slaughtered the Third Patriarch of the Qi Kingdom. Right after that, that bastard He Thinks hoodwinked me... uh, tricked me into coming here."
"Damn it, and I trusted him so much!"
"Little brother, don't tell me you were tricked into coming here by He Thinks too?"
He Pingsheng shook his head. "No!"
"No?" Wang Dun said. "You really are something, little brother. You saw through He Thinks's trick?"
He Pingsheng shook his head again. "No. I was tricked into coming here by He Asks!"
"Uh... little brother... you're still in the mood to joke at a time like this?" Wang Dun did not know what to say.
"I'm not joking," He Pingsheng said. "Senior Brother, you've been here for several years. Why hasn't your Divine Sense sunk into a stupor?"
"Well... how should I put it?" Wang Dun said. "I have something pretty powerful that helps me!"
"Besides,