Xingxiu froze at his words, then her pupils abruptly contracted. Her beautiful eyes widened as she stared fixedly at Hun Changqing. The two simply stared at each other, the atmosphere around them seemingly frozen solid. Everyone nearby could feel the unbearably oppressive, suffocating air emanating from them.
"Are you serious?"
After a long silence, Xingxiu still could not detect the slightest hint that Hun Changqing was joking. Her expression grew immensely grave, and she asked in a low voice.
Hun Changqing did not answer. He merely watched Xingxiu in silence.
Seeing this, Xingxiu drew a deep breath, then transmitted her voice to Hun Changqing in a solemn tone.
"Even if we silently killed the Gu Clan's God-Grade Bloodline bearer inside the Heavenly Tomb, we still wouldn't escape their interrogation afterward. They would certainly consider the Soul Clan their prime suspect, too. On the Gu Clan's territory, they don't need evidence."
Xingxiu paused here, then looked at Hun Changqing with a complicated expression and continued.
"The chances of success are close to zero. You should think this through. But if you ultimately decide to take the risk, I'll go with you."
Although she did not know what grudge lay between Hun Changqing and the Gu Clan's God-Grade Bloodline bearer, Xingxiu had little faith in his plan. Yet if he truly made up his mind and insisted on going through with it, she would support him and do everything she could to help him kill that bearer of the Gu Clan's God-Grade Bloodline.
As for whether the other Soul Clan members accompanying them would be implicated once the deed was exposed, that was not something Xingxiu needed to consider. In her eyes, none of those Soul Clan members was worth even a single hair on Hun Changqing's head.
"Pfft!"
No sooner had