“You weren’t like this to me before. You used to be so good to me. You were seriously injured protecting me. I was about to die, and you stayed by my side. You saved me. You held my cold hands and warmed them. You told me to cheer up. You told me to look forward and that I wouldn’t be alone in the future…”

Ze Lin spoke a lot in one breath.

His current refined and gentle demeanor, and his reminiscing about the past, make him seem like someone who has wronged him. How could he possibly be a heartless viper?

"Aren't you disgusting? By now, I already know your true colors and have personally severed ties with you. Why bother with all this nonsense and useless talk!"

That scene from back then is finally becoming clearer and clearer in my mind.

Song Xiwei never expected that the seemingly harmless person she had helped and trusted along the way would actually harbor malicious intentions and have a heart of stone.

He secretly devoured other people's primordial spirits and even killed many innocent power practitioners.

If she hadn't suddenly returned and witnessed him committing the crime when he had sent her away that day, she would have really thought that those cultivators had died in accidents and would never have suspected him.

This seemingly weak person, who always needed to be protected, actually had ulterior motives behind the scenes.

"Who are you?!"

They finally started fighting.

"I am Kong Yu."

"You dare use the name I gave you?" she said mercilessly.

The opponent was clearly no match for her and retreated, but showed no fear whatsoever: "You won't kill me. You're kind-hearted; you wouldn't even kill a little rabbit, how could you possibly kill me? These past few days, we've trained together every day. Your kindness towards me is genuine. You even gave me a name, acknowledged me as your junior brother, and wanted to take me back to your sect..."

"Shut up!" Song Xiwei interrupted him coldly: "Who exactly are you?!"

"Who I am is not important." His handsome eyes reflected Song Xiwei's angry face.

"I'll ask you one last time, do you have any last words?" Song Xiwei asked coldly.

"You won't kill me..." Before she could finish speaking, an incredulous expression appeared on her face. "You, you actually want to kill me..."

"So many people have been harmed by you. If you don't die, how will you appease all these souls?" Song Xiwei turned and left without any mercy.

The weak voice behind her called out, "We'll see each other again soon..."

She didn't turn around because she had struck hard, and her opponent didn't have much of a chance to survive.

unless……

Song Xiwei came to her senses and saw the face that resembled the one in her memory, but appeared even more gentle and mature. She felt it was extremely hypocritical.

If they hadn't trusted him so much back then, so many cultivators wouldn't have been killed.

"I can kill you once, and I can kill you again. What? You're blocking my way, looking for death?" Song Xiwei was utterly ruthless, her killing intent already radiating from her.

Ze Lin sighed, “Does it have to be like this? Can’t we just have a few drinks? When we first met, we didn’t have such good conditions. Now we finally have this opportunity.”

Song Xiwei coldly glanced at the delicacies on the table. "Who knows if you've spiked the wine or the food? You're the kind of person who's best at harboring malicious intentions. Why would I want to create trouble for myself?"

“I have gotten everything I wanted, except…” Ze Lin changed his words, “If I really wanted to harm you, I wouldn’t have waited until now. I know your weakness. If I used the lives of everyone in this town to force you to obey, you would have no choice. But I don’t want to do that. I just want to catch up with you.”