"No idea which provocateur whispered those sweet nothings, leading to the decision to assassinate Shen Hanyi and frame the third house."
She chuckled softly, "It's fine that they're dead; I'm relieved, not having to stay in the emotionless Shen Family."
Yun Jiumei exhaled a smoke ring, a playful glint flickering in her fox eyes: "Let me clarify, though we are the same, if you wish to merge with me..."
Her red lips curled slightly, "Be careful my consciousness overrules yours. After all, my cultivation is higher than yours."
Su Yurou heard this and gently waved her fan, her smile carrying deep meaning: "Once I acquired that cultivation technique years ago, I intended to sever the spirit and then unite the two as one."
She tapped the tabletop lightly with her fingertip: "Later, joining the Shen Family, under the Family Head's personal guidance, I successfully severed the spirit, hence I haven't needed you."
