Ran Zitong was taken aback, because Qin Yi's gaze was very indifferent, making her feel a bit uncomfortable.
But soon, she let out a bitter laugh. Her relationship with Qin Yi was just mutual exploitation; Qin Yi needed the latter part of the mental method, and she needed to avenge a deep-seated blood feud. Why should she expect others to be passionate towards her?
Actually, it was merely because their principles differed.
Qin Yi was extremely protective, so no matter how presumptuous Yun Mengyao was, he wouldn't say a word. But previously, Ran Zitong always conceded, even stepping in front of Yun Mengyao, speaking like a White Lotus, which made Qin Yi displeased.
Yet now, Ran Zitong was weak and alone, seeking to avenge her blood feud; naturally, she had to be cautious everywhere.
The fact was Ran Zitong still didn't trust Qin Yi; she trusted the Sword Sect more.
The seemingly endless stone steps wound upwards, resembling a giant python from the mountaintop to the base.
