The sun shone over the lotus marsh, and dragonflies flew and hummed.
In the little pavilion at its center, the gentleness in Meiyu's eyes deepened. Tapping the battered little wooden table before him lightly with a finger, he said:
"That's your explanation? By your reasoning, as long as you think something is right, you should do it?"
"If you think Linglong can die, then she can die."
Meiyu raised his head slightly, exposing his neck, and lightly tapped his throat with a finger as he continued:
"Or if you think I should die, am I supposed to offer you my neck right now?"
Boluo sighed softly. "I already told you the truth about what happened in the Eastern Sea. Those were the facts. Linglong thought she could kill Chu Xingchen, but who knew that not only had Chu Xingchen recovered from his injuries, his cultivation had even broken through to Tribulation Transcendence..."
"That's not what I want to hear!" Meiyu interrupted, his eyes narrowing slightly. "We only trusted you because we saw you abandon your Buddhist Sect identity and join us in surrounding and killing Chu Xingchen. Wasn't Linglong staying in the Eastern Sea on your instructions?"
"I don't believe you didn't know Chu Xingchen had left the Eastern Sea. How long had he been drifting around there? Linglong never made a move. If you really wanted to avoid all this, you could have told Linglong to return early."
"But you turned a blind eye. Even taking the kindest view, you merely wanted to use Linglong's life to probe whether Chu Xingchen's injuries had actually healed and what realm he was in."
"If Chu Xingchen really was bluffing, then naturally, it would have been good for Linglong to kill him. But if he wasn't, you would still have used Linglong's