What appeared before everyone was a gigantic underground cave.
Although the air was filled with dark mist, a faint, mysterious light still seeped out from deep within the cave.
Upon sensing the aura of this light, Wen Muling shuddered violently and exclaimed, "It’s her! My lord, this is the aura of the one who saved me back then!"
Ying Ning and Que Wenyuan remained silent, tears already streaming down their faces.
They were far too familiar with this aura—it belonged to the former ruler of this realm.
"Luo Family Head, please explain this to us," Xue An said coolly.
Luo Li’s face twisted in shock.
How does he know about this?
And... who is he really?
These questions spun through her mind, leaving her expression dark and unpredictable, her body trembling slightly.
Meanwhile, the majority of people were still confused, having no idea what was going on.
Luo Jingting was just as bewildered. She stared at Luo Li and asked, "Mother, what is the meaning of this? What is this cave?"
Luo Li’s expression was terrible, and she remained silent.
Instead, Xue An, leaning leisurely on his chair, chuckled faintly and said, "Miss Luo, would you like to know what’s going on?"
Despite so many Luo Family members having died at Xue An’s hands, Luo Jingting didn’t hold much hatred toward him. So when she heard this, she hesitated only briefly before nodding slightly.
"Good! Then let me start from the beginning. Miss Luo, do you think... your mother loves you?"
Luo Jingting froze upon hearing this, just about to respond.
"Don’t rush to answer. Think carefully: in her eyes, do you feel more like her child, or more like a commodity?"
Xue An’s words struck Luo Jingting like a thunderbolt.
Throughout all her years of growing up, she had, of course, noticed something strange in Luo Li’s attitude toward her. It wasn’t that there was no love, but that love felt different from maternal affection—more like what Xue An described: a sense of ownership, like she was a commodity.
As she fell silent, Luo Li hastily said, "Ting’er, don’t listen to his nonsense! Of course I love you! Otherwise, why would I invite this esteemed Buddhist monk to be your master?"
Luo Jingting hesitated, conflicted.
Xue An chuckled. "Making her study Buddhism—is that truly for her own good? Or is it to fulfill your unspeakable goals?"
With these words, not just Luo Jingting but even the monk Jin Jue trembled, his once-clear eyes suddenly clouded with complexity as he pieced things together.
Luo Li’s face paled to an ashen white, but she still forced herself to remain calm. "What nonsense are you spouting? I don’t understand a word you’re saying!"
"You don’t understand? Very well. Then I’ll let you die understanding!"
At this, Xue An finally stood and strolled unhurriedly to the edge of the massive pit.
The underground cave was shrouded in swirling dark mist, emanating an eerie glow, reminiscent of a demonic lair.
Raising his hand, Xue An quickly sketched a simple warding talisman in the air with a few strokes, then pressed it downward.
Boom!
When the talisman plunged into the cave, it was as if a ladle of cold water had been poured into boiling oil—it immediately erupted.
The dark mist churned violently, like a seething tide, and faint wails seemed to echo from within.
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