"I don't understand why Fellow Daoist Yue is angry. Is there still some entanglement between you and me?"
Xue Qingluan looked at Yue Shuwang expressionlessly.
She had gone through conversations like this an unknown number of times within the illusion of the Perseverance Wasteland.
At first, she too had been angry and disappointed, arguing and debating with Yue Shuwang. But gradually, she stopped opening her mouth to dispute things, instead reflecting and examining herself in her heart.
After questioning herself like that, Xue Qingluan thoroughly understood that there could no longer be any bonds or ties between them.
It was true that Yue Shuwang had feelings for her, but those feelings were merely the condescending affection a person in a high position developed toward a subordinate servant.
They contained charity, pity, and the satisfaction of one who stood high above others and commanded subordinates well.
This Senior Sister of hers had never truly given him any respect as a fellow seeker of the Dao.
That was the greatest difference between her and her own Young Master.
Yue Shuwang was left tongue-tied by the question, unable to think of an answer for a moment.
Xue Qingluan was right. Ever since the Lanyue Sect had abandoned him and handed him over to Tiger Chasing, he had no further connection with the sect—or with Yue Shuwang.
They were no longer in a relationship where one stood high and the other low, one above and one below. As Xue Qingluan had called her, they were merely "fellow Daoists."
Seeing Yue Shuwang fall silent, Xue Qingluan gently shook her head and said, "Young Master is still waiting for me on the other shore. If there is nothing important, I will not linger here chatting with Fellow Daoist Yue."
After saying that, Xue Qingluan did not