But the heavens are fair, I used vile means to obtain a Spirit Root that did not belong to me, and now I must bear the karma barrier curse of this inhuman torment."
Chen Xiaolan did not know that Meng Zifei had such a hidden and humiliating past, but seeing Meng Zifei speak so calmly and candidly, her fear and dread in her heart eased somewhat.
She looked at Meng Zifei with a complex expression, "So, you seclude yourself for seven days every month, and when you emerge, you are extremely weak due to the torment of the curse."
Indeed, she had already known.
Meng Zifei gave her a deep look, couldn't help but smile bitterly and shake his head, laughing at his wisdom being overshadowed by his cleverness.
His mind is narrow, always on guard, analyzing and considering even the slightest words from those closest to him.
If Chen Xiaolan truly harbored other thoughts, would she be so foolish as to tread directly into a minefield with frankness?
