Even if Yin Weiyin cannot understand, he will have to make do.
He slowly stood up, walked to her side, gently held her hand, and played with her delicate fingers. Indeed, the touch was soft and smooth; the frustrations during the carriage ride eased a little. He slowly said, "Immortals like Master Yunzhou, who become possessed in a moment, are truly one in a hundred. But you don't know why he became possessed. The woman coming up the mountain was the White Lotus Saint Mother. I was wondering if Master Yunzhou didn't know what plans this woman had, but just saw her. Unable to leave her, he became possessed and died because of it..."
He paused, leaving half a sentence unfinished, as if pondering the phrasing.
Yin Weiyin understood instantly. She had thought Master Yunzhou encountered some formidable Heart Demon, but it turned out to be such. She laughed and said, "Then you need not worry about the dangers of becoming Immortal. Fools like Master Yunzhou are one in ten thousand."
