However, he miscalculated.
This woman seed very calm.
As if she had known about this all along.
Su Yan glanced at Hua Wuqing, who shook his head, whining at her.
He urgently spoke up.
"Yanyan, I don’t want to go with him, I want to be with you."
Su Yan looked up, facing that person.
"Did you hear that?"
Just then, the icy expression on that person’s face cracked swiftly.
Apparently, he had never imagined that the Sect Leader he respected would beco like this now.
The man collected his emotions and spoke up.
"Sect Leader, I am Ying."
After the words dropped, there was no response.
Moreover, the Sect Leader did not want to pay him any attention, and even rolled his eyes at him.
The intention to drive him away was strong.
After finally finding the missing Sect Leader, but the Sect Leader does not want to return, what should he do?
Forcefully bring him back?
This thought flashed in Ying’s mind for an instant, but he quickly negated it himself.
If he forcibly brought the Sect Leader back.
When the Sect Leader restores his mory, he might be crushed into pulp by the Sect Leader.
Even though he served the Sect Leader cautiously all along.
Su Yan looked at Ying.
"Did you see that?"
Ying was silent.
Su Yan continued.
"What happened to him that he lost his mory?"
Ying replied.
"It’s inconvenient to answer."
Su Yan nodded.
Then she leaned close to Hua Wuqing’s ear and said a couple of words.
Hua Wuqing looked up at Ying, impatiently.
"How did I lose my mory, tell ."
Ying remained silent.
Is this really his Sect Leader?
Can his Sect Leader have such rich emotions??
For an instant, Ying questioned whether this person in front of him was truly his Sect Leader.
After pondering, Ying spoke.
"The Sect Leader’s cultivation technique is at its peak, but that technique has a significant flaw, which is when it is fully cultivated, the person cultivating it will suddenly die."
Ying continued.
"The Sect Leader was cultivating in a forest, no one dared to disturb him.
Until the Sect Leader had been cultivating for seven days without erging, the subordinates, worried, went to check and found the Sect Leader had disappeared."
Su Yan asked.
"Since you know the flaw in the technique, why continue cultivating it?"
Ying shook his head.
"Once the cultivation technique begins, it cannot stop until the day of sudden death."
She asked.
"Why did he cultivate this technique?"
Ying was silent.
He had already said a lot to this girl.
Su Yan saw that he was unwilling to speak.
She again said a few words to Hua Wuqing.
Hua Wuqing looked up.
"You tell , why did I cultivate the technique?"
Ying remained silent.
With orders from his own Sect Leader, he could only speak with gritted teeth.
"Because the previous Sect Leader was obsessed with cultivating the world’s most formidable martial arts prodigy, he passed that technique into the Sect Leader’s body, and the Sect Leader began cultivation from childhood. Therefore, by the ti he was thirteen years old, most people in Jianghu were no match for him."
Su Yan recalled the rumors in Jianghu.
"Were those people killed by your previous Sect Leader’s orders?"
"Yes."
Hua Wuqing, hugging Su Yan, blinked his eyes, showing an expression of being easily bullied, implying that she must protect him well.
She asked again.
"Why can’t he eat, dress, or manage basic life tasks?"
Ying was silent once more.
This ti, Hua Wuqing had learned.
Without waiting for Su Yan to speak to him, he directly said.
"Continue talking."
Ying glanced at his Cold-blooded Sect Leader.
Ying spoke up.
"The Sect Leader was always confined and raised by the previous Sect Leader.
So even after the death of the previous Sect Leader and the Sect Leader taking over, the Sect Leader could do nothing but kill."
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