Li Yan's guess had indeed been right. Gong Chenying not only differed fundamentally from Zhao Min in her attitude toward the devil race, but had also lived through different experiences.
Although Gong Chenying disliked the prospect of other Dao Companions appearing beside Li Yan, he had done far more for her.
From venturing beneath the swamp to find her father, to sealing the Wind Beast, avenging the second elder, and finally fighting that earth-shaking battle.
She had no reason not to consider Li Yan's feelings, and so her love naturally made room for tolerance.
Thus, during breaks in cultivation over the past few days, she had spoken to Zhao Min, always taking Li Yan's side, until Zhao Min gradually accepted the truth.
Mu Guyue had already borne Li Yan's child. Could they really expect him to refuse to acknowledge his own flesh and blood?
Seeing Zhao Min soften, Gong Chenying considered the overall situation, and the two finally settled on their position.
After hearing this, Li Yan felt an inexplicable surge of joy. Gong Chenying's words meant they had already acknowledged Mu Sha.
Although they still could not let go of their resentment toward Mu Guyue, this was the best possible beginning. For now, it was naturally best that the two sides did not meet.
All Li Yan wanted was for the two women to know about this. He did not want to conceal anything or deceive them, lest it one day erupt into unimaginable consequences.
He also feared that what Mu Guyue had once worried about might happen in the future—that his own flesh and blood might turn against one another.
Although the chances of the two sides meeting would be slim once they ascended, such things were still hard to predict.
Now that each side knew of the