After pausing for a mont,
An Su continued,
"This is An Tong, it’s her first ti eting the Main God and she doesn’t know the customs. My apologies."
An Tong kept her head down, not saying a word.
Nor did she argue.
An Su reached out and pointed at the white porcelain bottle,
"Once our Young Master wakes up, please hand this to him. Thank you, Main God."
Su Yan looked up at the two people.
Clearly, they were both filled with murderous intent towards her.
An Tong was straightforward; it was evident at a glance.
As for An Su, she hid it completely, even seed quite friendly.
If it weren’t for her sensitivity to others’ killing intent,
she wouldn’t have noticed just by looking at An Su.
Su Yan remained silent for a while.
Then she nodded.
"Alright, I’ll tell him."
As soon as Su Yan spoke,
An Tong lifted her head, staring intently at Su Yan.
Her voice was cold as ice,
"Main God doesn’t ask where we co from, who we belong to, or why we’re delivering this to the Young Master?"
Su Yan replied seriously,
"That’s his business."
An Tong’s expression remained cold, but her murderous intent only intensified.
"The Main God’s heart is so broad, it’s sothing others can’t seem to learn."
Beside her, An Su reached out to hold her back,
"An Tong, it’s ti to go."
An Tong didn’t seem willing to leave.
He almost blurted out,
"The Young Master has suffered greatly for your sake, yet you enjoy leisure in Jiuchongtian.
Now that you’re well, can’t you let go of the Young Master?"
Su Yan listened, growing a bit impatient.
She lightly furrowed her brows.
It was rare for her to show such obvious annoyance.
"You can explain the situation to , or leave now."
An Su rubbed his temples on the side,
realizing that there was no dragging him away this ti.
He worried it might cause trouble if the Young Master found out.
After a mont of surprise, An Tong spoke coldly,
"Every ti you get closer to the Young Master, the pain he endures grows more intense, like having his heart and bones gnawed on. If you stay far away from him, he could live as long as the heavens."
Su Yan looked up,
"You could have your Young Master stay away from . But you can’t, which is why you’re asking to distance myself, isn’t it?"
Beside them, An Su chuckled softly,
her phoenix eyes lifting slightly.
"Don’t bla An Tong, Main God, he has always been impetuous."
Speaking, An Su paused and changed the subject,
"However, ten thousand years ago, the Young Master destroyed the Netherworld’s greatest treasure, the Netherworld Stone, sparing you from suffering.
The Young Master injured half his soul, and the wounds haven’t healed, growing more serious with ti.
This has nothing to do with the Main God, after all, the Young Master did it willingly.
But considering how much effort and concern the Young Master put in for you,
can the Main God, who saves the world, also show so grace to the Young Master?
Let the Young Master live well?"
Su Yan listened, montarily confused.
She had never heard of the things they were talking about.
She vaguely rembered that ten thousand years ago, Jun Yu and the Netherworld battled, and Jun Yu’s father sealed him completely to calm the Netherworld’s fury.
After An Su finished speaking,
the room was very quiet.
A long ti passed.
Su Yan spoke,
"Is this why you want to kill ?"
Both paused.
Su Yan spoke seriously,
"You can’t make him leave . You can’t defeat to kill . I’ve understood what happened ten thousand years ago.
I’ll also give him this porcelain bottle. Is there anything else to say?"
An Su and An Tong could never have imagined.
That after saying so much,
Su Yan’s face showed not a hint of guilt.
There was no emotional fluctuation at all.
She simply brushed it off.
An Tong’s murderous intent intensified.
How could the Young Master fall in love with such a woman?
An Su held An Tong back and shook her head,
"The Young Master is about to wake up, let’s retreat."
An Tong was unwilling,
but there was nothing she could do.
Turning around, the two disappeared once more.
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