“…What does it have to do with him…”

Yan Huailiu's voice seemed to appear out of thin air in his mind.

Gu Xingyun sat down slowly, not daring to say a word.

After waiting for a long time, I finally heard another voice.

"But the host... well, okay, let's just call him Sect Master Yan, okay? I just want to confirm, because the criteria for completing this mission haven't changed. If you want to end it, I have to upload their final blackened value."

There were more words that he didn't understand. Gu Xingyun summoned paper and pen and wrote them down silently.

"Then you can confirm it yourself. I've already told you that it's all zero. Do you know my disciples better than I do?"

Yan Huailiu's tone was very similar to that of a few years ago, and Gu Xingyun couldn't help but curl the corners of his lips.

"I can't be sure myself... I can't leave until you're back to normal. I've already taken on three more missions to boost sales, but they're definitely going to fail again."

The voice was not as strange as it was at first, but had more emotion.

"Su... Sect Master Yan, it's not that I don't trust you, it's mainly because Gu Xingyun is more unpredictable. Look, you did so much, but didn't he still fall into the devil in the end?"

Gu Xingyun's heart tightened and his breathing became lighter. He wanted to know how his master would evaluate him in front of outsiders.

It didn't take long before the cold voice sounded.

"It has nothing to do with him. It's my fault. He could have lived a peaceful life, but I took out my resentment and hatred on him, and wrote down that mental method when my mind was not clear."

"Then, by some strange coincidence, it was handed over to him. Even though he felt uncomfortable, he never questioned me until the situation became uncontrollable."

"He was the passive one in the whole thing. There's no need to blame him for everything just because of the so-called planned ending that never happened."

"Ever since I helped him up that rainy night, I never thought of letting him go back down the same path."

The paper at hand was soaked with water, and Gu Xingyun lowered his head, his expression unclear.

The voice seemed to sigh: "Host, I have told you many times that this is an inevitable trend and it is uncontrollable. Don't blame yourself. Okay, then when will you wake up? Your soul seems... so thin."

Gu Xingyun breathed a sigh of relief, choking a little: "I'm sorry, I will work hard to practice."

"Eh? Su... Sect Master Yan, did you hear any sound?"