"Haha! I'm afraid this ability is something you don't really want, right? Initially, you were just a widow, then you turned solo using tricks, and eventually, you became the one with three flaws, right?"
Yang Yan said calmly.
"How do you know that?"
The old man looked at Yang Yan in surprise, as if seeing him in a new light.
Yang Yan chuckled gently, then said seriously:
"Not only do I know the order in which you did these things, but I also know how you did them. I even think I know your sect."
"But none of that matters. I just want to ask you now, do you regret doing all this?"
"I…"
The old man hesitated, as if tasting bitterness.
It wasn't only Yang Yan who asked him this; even he had asked himself countless times.
Was it really worth it?
"For a bit of power, or rather to live better, you repeatedly deceived the Heavenly Dao. It's truly a miracle that you're still alive!"
Yang Yan said with some sarcasm.
