After hearing Xingxiu's voice, a sharp gleam flashed through Hun Changqing's eyes, and thoughts raced like lightning through his mind. From what she said, she seemed to know why he had survived-or rather, she was the one who had kept him alive. But what was her purpose in doing so?
Countless possibilities flashed through Hun Changqing's mind. First, he ruled out the possibility that Xingxiu was a masochist who had fallen in love with him after all the rather indecent methods he had used on her earlier.
Hun Changqing had never met anyone like that, which sounded distinctly abnormal in the first place. Besides, he did not believe Xingxiu could be that sort of person, so he dismissed it outright. After ruling out several other implausible explanations, only one remained.
Hun Changqing recalled how he had threatened Xingxiu with her older brother, saying that he would subject him to the Soul Palace's cruel tortures. Xingxiu, who clearly had an obsession with her brother, had most likely kept Hun Changqing alive so that he could experience those tortures himself.
In the past, whenever Hun Changqing thought of the Soul Palace's punishments, he had only considered how to inflict them on others, so they had never bothered him. But now, at the thought of those brutal punishments soon being inflicted on him, his stalwart frame shuddered. Cold washed over his entire body, and a chill crept up his spine.
Hun Changqing was not afraid of death, but he feared a fate worse than death-and pain. Otherwise, he would not have abandoned training his body because of the agony of body tempering. The thought of the Soul Palace's punishments being inflicted on him was something he could not accept ten thousand times over.
A vicious glint instantly flashed through his eyes. He had