"——In response to the summons."
The woman, her feet suspended a foot above the ground, had her pupils turn silver-white.
"She" spoke in a low voice, calling out Chen Chong's given title, and said with regret: "The death of Meng Kejian was not anticipated by the Iron Curtain or the Xuanwei Technique; by all accounts, I should bear half the responsibility. However, if you hadn't been kind-hearted and lenient at Qixia Mountain, letting Xie Zhen go, Meng Kejian would not have met his demise."
"Certainly, it's my sin that A'jian died at the hands of Xie Zhen."
Chen Chong lowered his eyes and said, "But there are no ifs in the world, and time doesn't flow backward. Whatever happened at Qixia Mountain is all in the past; discussing these matters is meaningless."
"You..."
Nalan Xuance was somewhat surprised; he did not expect Chen Chong to reply with such an attitude.
"Enough."
The woman suspended in the air sighed once more.
"Xie Zhen has escaped; let it be then..."
