He even drew upon the Water God's power—what a chaotic mess. The stronger he became, the less likely his consciousness was to recover.
"Do you still think it was us who interrupted your husband's recovery?"
"In fact, if it weren't for us, he would have already been racing down a path of no return, one from which he would never recover.
We pulled him out and dissipated his divinity. That was actually us lending him a hand, granting him a sliver of an opportunity to start over.
For this alone, you owe me a kowtow."
Previously, when Wen Yan spoke of these matters, Liu Qiying had maintained her composure, her expression unchanging, demonstrating remarkable self-control.
But when He Changfeng was mentioned, her expression finally changed.
She wasn't entirely clueless. With Wen Yan's hint, she figured it out herself. She also knew that what Wen Yan said had to be true.
Then, without hesitation, she stood up. With a THUD, she knelt on the ground and solemnly kowtowed to Wen Yan.
