"Don't think you can play any clever tricks. From the moment you stepped into the icy pool, none of this was up to you!"
Yu Wuwei's face was expressionless, his heart as hard as iron. "Now, can you tell me whether you're willing to cooperate? Or would you rather become a tool and end up with nothing?"
Zhao Xintong looked at the three generations of the Yu Household before her and could only shake her head helplessly. This was a lineage that had abandoned everything for cultivation, with no propriety, honor, or shame, no moral restraints. If all this came to pass, the relationships between these three generations would become very strange indeed.
They would be one another's grandfathers and grandsons, one another's fathers and sons... a hopeless tangle of relationships. A woman caught between them would never be able to show her face outside again.
One could disregard everything for cultivation, but there still had to be a bottom line. Was someone without a bottom line still human? With people like these, she had no desire even to communicate, just as she could not talk to three beasts.
She turned her head away and quietly tried to circulate the spiritual power within her, only to find herself utterly empty. She was not disappointed. As a mere Bridge Linking cultivator, anything she did before someone in the Natural Realm of the Heaven-Connecting Realm and a Golden Core cultivator was pale and powerless.
Yu Wuwei gave a derisive smile. "I told you not to make a fool of yourself. This is your bridal chamber. What, do you need us to prepare a red bridal veil for you too?"
He turned to Yu Buzhuo. "Where did your fifth uncle go?"
Yu Buzhuo replied, "We waited more than ten days after the Red