Chu Wuxin's gaze lingered on Chen Muxue for a long time. Suddenly, her fingertip moved slightly, as if she sensed something. A few expressions of surprise appeared on her face, but soon, a confident smile of having thought of a solution emerged.
"This body can indeed be returned to you, but if I give it back to you, it will be nothing more than a walking dead... Oh no, she has no consciousness and cannot move at all, at most she can only breathe. Would that make you happy?" Chu Wuxin said, seemingly very willing to return the body.
Chu Wuyi immediately turned back to stop her: "Sister! What nonsense are you talking about?"
"Do you really believe she is still your sister?" Cen Lizhui was somewhat incredulous.
Chu Wuyi's face suddenly grew cold: "What is your true intention?"
