And so Medusa spent more than ten months in endless inner turmoil and frustration. At some point, the anger and resentment she had harbored toward Hun Changqing had been replaced by worry and fear.
Whenever she recalled Hun Changqing's words, "You and I will never see each other again,"
Medusa felt as though someone had seized her heart in a merciless grip, leaving her unable to breathe. An overwhelming sorrow welled up within her, leaving her utterly lost.
Medusa began to panic! She began to feel afraid-afraid that things would truly turn out as Hun Changqing had said, that they would "never see each other again." No matter what, she could not accept that!
Why was it that you were the one who provoked me first, yet I'm the one sitting here grieving every day? How could you do those things to me, then coldly say such heartless words?
Hmph, you only let me go because you no longer needed me to refine energy for you! What did you take me, Medusa, for? You provoked me back then, and now you want to cast me aside? Hmph, dream on!
Medusa thought bitterly, dumping all the blame onto Hun Changqing in one fell swoop. Though, when it came to what had happened between them, that beast Hun Changqing had indeed committed grave sins and behaved without a shred of decency.
But Medusa had completely forgotten that she herself had initially sulked at Hun Changqing every day, refusing to yield so much as a word, until his patience had run out. He had refused to indulge her and had bluntly cut off all hope.
At this thought, Medusa decided everything was Hun Changqing's fault. She could not let him wipe his mouth clean and run after having his fill, his conscience perfectly