When the fragrant food was brought in, the room was perfectly normal, just as it had been before Song Xiwei left.
Aoqian glanced at Xiaozhuang behind Song Xiwei and stood there expressionless.
Song Xiwei introduced, "This is Xiao Zhuang. She has excellent cooking skills. From now on, she will take care of all our meals."
Xiao Zhuang is a chatterbox, especially when Song Xiwei speaks, she always chimes in: "Wei..."
Song Xiwei gave him a wink, and Xiao Zhuang quickly changed his tune: "Brother Wei, you flatter me. It's just some ordinary home-cooked food."
Aoqian's complexion had not improved, and he showed no intention of going over for a meal.
"Does Young Master have no appetite?" Song Xi asked with concern.
Aoqian avoided her gaze. "I've changed my mind."
Song Xiwei roughly guessed what was going on, but didn't expose Aoqian; she simply looked at him calmly.
Aoqian looked at the ground and said in a deep voice, "I am responsible for my own life. I will leave this place immediately, and you don't need to come with me."
Xiao Zhuang got anxious and was about to interject when Song Xiwei pushed him out.
After closing the door, Song Xiwei calmly said, "I know you have extraordinary talent and your strength should be quite good. The fact that you survived so many ambushes in the Boundless Forbidden Land is enough to show that you are very strong. But, in the end, you are only one person. You have to face the entire Crimson Capital, which is controlled by your cousin."
"So what? I won't back down." The veins on the back of Aoqian's hand, hanging by his side, bulged.
"Wait, you don't mean to..." Song Xiwei recalled the scene when she arrived at the Boundless Forbidden Land, where Ao Qian was activating a sacrificial spell.
Could it be that he still wants...?
They sacrificed their hatred, transforming it into the most evil resentment.
Song Xiwei subconsciously shivered.
As expected, the master's worries still couldn't be avoided.
He's inherently destined to become evil.
How can I influence him?
Song Xiwei spoke with some urgency: "Young Lord, the art of sacrifice is no small matter. Once you use this kind of curse, you will lose yourself, turn into a vengeful spirit, and live for evil. Revenge is important, but you will completely lose yourself. Besides, there are innocent people in Chidu. They are all your people..."
Aoqian interrupted her expressionlessly: "I'm already struggling to take care of myself, how can I take care of others? It would just mean mutual destruction and the destruction of everything."
"Why do you have to go to such extremes? Didn't we agree to get out of this slump together? I'll be with you. Why do you have to bear all this alone? I shouldn't have let you meet those people earlier. Have you been brainwashed by them?" Song Xiwei slammed her fist on the table in anger.
Should she just find a sack and tie this kid up?
Then gag his mouth so he can't chant the spell.
Aoqian took a deep breath, stood up and walked to the table, speaking calmly, "Since we've known each other for so long, consider this meal a farewell dinner for you."
Song Xiwei was amused by his words, sat down next to him, and stared at Aoqian, "What if I don't leave?"
Ao Qian paused in his act of picking up food, pursed his lips, and said coldly, "The sacrificial spell has been activated. If you don't leave, you're doomed."
Song Xi smiled slightly: "Does Young Master think I'm stupid? Your primordial spirit is damaged now, and you can't beat me. Do you think I would let you successfully activate the spell?"
Aoqian's chicken wing slipped from his chopsticks and fell back onto the plate. He pursed his lips tightly and didn't say a word.
Song Xiwei picked up the chicken wing and put it into Aoqian's bowl, blinked and said, "I said I would help you return to your peak, in a fair and square way."
With a "smack," Ao Qian slammed the chopsticks onto the table.
When he raised his head, his eyes were filled with a chilling coldness.
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