Cui Hao looked sincere as he motioned for the Profound Clarity Heavenly Sect disciples restraining Winter Melon to let go. Naturally, he also very sensibly positioned himself behind the two Profound Clarity Heavenly Sect cultivators beside him.
Although Winter Melon was still suppressed by spell arts.
Judging by her expression, however, her affection for him had definitely plunged past the Underworld.
She wanted to send him down there, ten times out of ten.
Cui Hao also gripped the protective Dharma treasure his master had given him.
And followed the rule of cultivation society his master had taught him-take a dozen or so precautions first.
Winter Melon staggered slightly before steadying herself. There was no joy in her expression; she merely said coldly,
"Are you planning to toy with me again?"
Cui Hao shrugged and said,
"Couldn't it just be that I'm kindhearted?"
Winter Melon sneered. "Do you believe that yourself?"
"Watermelon did. He thought I was a good person," Cui Hao answered calmly.
Winter Melon narrowed her eyes and asked,
"Then where is Watermelon?"
Cui Hao answered matter-of-factly, "Dead, of course."
"You!" Killing intent surged in Winter Melon's eyes. "And you call yourself a good person?"
Cui Hao rubbed his chin lightly, looking as though he were reminiscing, and said firmly,
"He even thanked me before he died. He looked pretty sincere, so how am I not a good person?"
"Death was what Watermelon hoped for, and I granted his wish. Living is what you hope for, so naturally, I can grant yours too."
"Of course, if you've changed your mind and want to die, I can grant that right now too."
Winter Melon stood where she was, giving no answer for a long while.
Cui Hao was in no hurry to press her to speak.
Naturally, this operation was