Yu Haoran was scolded till his head was full of bumps, a black line on his face: "Brother Rui, please enlighten me."
"You asked that question, and then Sun Wutian immediately brought up the matters from back then, right?"
"Right."
"But the matters Sun Wutian brought up have nothing to do with your question at all. Isn't that correct?"
"...A little."
"So this is deliberate, you gave him a lead, so Sun Wutian immediately used your lead to speak of the source of his hatred from back then!"
"The more he spoke, the more aggrieved he became, and the more the hatred surged upward."
"And his Hentian Heavenly Saber Technique requires such emotional hatred! So you basically handed over the divine medicine to restore his cultivation!"
Ningxue Sword mercilessly admonished: "Do you think Sun Wutian is this kind of chatterbox? Or that he has the same urge to confide as a gossiping woman, to tell you everything as it happened back then?"
