"Madam, this is the Netherworld, this is the Soul Suppressing Hall. A thousand years ago, it was the Soul-suppressing Beast that caused you and the Lord to be separated. A thousand years, the Lord waited for you regardless of his soul shattering, he searched for you for a thousand years! How can you return to the Netherworld with it, how can you be with your enemy!"
"Do you truly not remember the Lord at all? The Lord values you more than his own life, he did all this for you! How can you not recognize the Lord, how can you do this to him!"
Wen Xiao'ai's face was deathly pale, her whole body drenched in cold sweat, and Ye Yin's accusations whipped at her like a thorned whip, causing her soul and conscience to suffer condemnation.
She could barely support her body with her arms, almost collapsing onto the bed.
"I am not, I am not..."
She fearfully rejected the truth, unwilling to accept it.
