Chapter 1672: Don’t Be Silly
"Lan Jingyi is the sister of Jingke. Jingke loved her the most when she was alive. I made a promise to take care of both her brother and sister for the rest of their lives." Di Fuyi continued in an icy tone, "Gu Xijiu, you’d better dismiss the idea of harming her."
Gu Xijiu’s face was pale, but she still responded with a smile, "No one can ever scheme against my friend and expect no revenge from me. What if I insist that I will avenge her?"
Di Fuyi turned around. "I will, in turn, insist that your friends will be harmed as well."
He ignored her and went straight into the garden to look for their traces.
Gu Xijiu stood very still. Her fingers were trembling by her side.
She would not mind if it were her that he threatened to harm. She was ready to risk everything. Furthermore, she was curious about what he would do to her. Would he kill her? Would he imprison her? Would he even confine her? She did not care as long as he hurt her. However, it was her friends that he targeted. He was a man of his words. What else could she do?
Her willful acts of damage had got Long Siye into trouble once. Because of her, his spiritual power had been significantly reduced; he even lost his status as a heaven’s gift disciple. Would she get the rest of her friends into other trouble?
Therefore, she could never take her revenge against Lan Jingyi. Even if Little Fox was dead, she could not make Lan Jingyi pay for her death. She could not tell how she truly felt right now, whether it was frustration, grief, or helplessness.
The thought filled her with indignation. She took a deep breath, trying to suppress her resentment over his threat.
She told herself that there was nothing to be mad or sad about. It was normal for this stranger to come and threaten her, for he cared about the safety of his lover’s sister more than anyone else. He was merely a stranger to her after all. Hence, she tried to adjust her emotional state to calm down.
Then, she decided to continue her search in the plum garden. Suddenly, the directed audio spell started to flicker at her waist. It was Yan Chen. He was anxiously waiting for her news.