Upon hearing Jiangli’s words, Pei Jiu’s expression grew sowhat unnatural, but he imdiately let out a cold snort, "I’m doing this precisely for the Xuann Association. I won’t harm them, just use them to restrain you. As soon as I kill you, they will naturally be safe."
With these words, Jiangli couldn’t help but sneer, "Kill ? I recall, though there have been so verbal disputes between us, it doesn’t count as any deep-seated hatred, does it?"
Pei Jiu tightened his grip on the Mage Sword and snorted angrily, "There’s no deep-seated hatred between you and , but you and Xuann have long since ford an irreconcilable feud!"
"Jiangli, you’re the Jiangli from eight hundred years ago, right?"
Jiangli raised her eyebrows, she hadn’t expected them to know already.
But it wasn’t entirely surprising.
Pei Jiu didn’t give her the chance to speak, and continued, "There’s no need for you to deny it, I have already confird your identity. You are Jiangli, the rumored Celestial Maiden, God of Drought! But you know full well what you did eight hundred years ago, how many Xuann disciples you killed? I originally thought you died eight hundred years ago, hence the silence during these past eight hundred years. Unexpectedly, you’re still alive!"
"Since you’re still alive, then we must strike first and kill you! If we don’t kill you today, are we to wait for you to kill our people soday?"
Hearing this, facing Pei Jiu’s angry expression, Jiangli only found it amusing.
She even genuinely burst into laughter.
Pei Jiu’s heart skipped a beat, "Why are you laughing?"
Jiangli sneered, "Laughing at your stupidity."
Pei Jiu: "..."
"Who told you all those things, who said I’ve killed Xuann disciples?"
Jiangli curled her lips, "Was it that useless Qu Lin?"
Pei Jiu’s face darkened, "Isn’t it the truth?"
"The truth?"
Jiangli scoffed, "If it really were the truth, if I truly were the monster Qu Lin claims who kills indiscriminately, by bringing so many Xuann disciples here today, aren’t you just sending them to their deaths?"
"Who gave you such an idea, to use Xuann disciples to restrain ?"
"Pei Liang, you hardly use your head!"
"If I truly killed indiscriminately, do you think they could restrain ?"
"If I truly were bloodthirsty, they would have long been dead a thousandfold before , wouldn’t need to wait until now!"
Hearing this, Pei Jiu’s eyes flashed with confusion.
But very quickly, he beca extrely determined again.
"It’s you, what the president said can’t be wrong, today I used them to lure you, rely wanting to trick you into the Lock Dragon Formation, just as long as you..."
Jiangli watched all of Pei Jiu’s reactions.
She directly interrupted Pei Jiu, saying, "Do you find what you said believable? If I only held hatred against Xuann disciples, how would their disappearance attract my attention? Trying to use them to lure , isn’t it a re fantasy?"
"Even if I truly arrived as you wished, who can guarantee I’d be trapped in the Lock Dragon Formation imdiately? If I weren’t trapped in it imdiately and instead killed ng Hongyao and the others, what would you do then?"
"Your words, simply self-contradictory, are complete nonsense."
"Qu Lin arranged this rely gambling on not harming them, being restrained by them, falling under your control."
"But if that’s the case, it proves I have no murderous intent towards them, even wanting to protect them. Then why did I kill so many Xuann disciples eight hundred years ago, and today want to save them?"
"Don’t you think the logic of today’s setup in the play, designed by him, completely contrasts with your conjecture about ?"
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