Chapter 382 - Ball of Memories
Evil Prince, Come Play With Me
382 Ball of Memories
âMaster is kind of weird. Donât blame him.â
Gu Bailu looked at him. âSpeaking of which, shouldnât you call me Senior Sister? I started learning under master many years ago, Junior Brother.â
Miyasiâs eyes bulged. âNo, youâre my partner...â
âOh, I forgot to tell you. Iâm married to Prince Zi, so I canât be your partner.â
âBut youâre going to break up one day.â
Gu Bailu kicked him. âWhat are you talking about? Who says that weâll break up?â
Miyasi clutched his butt, which hurt from the kick, and felt wronged.
It seemed that human beings didnât like hearing the truth.
âMaster said that.â
âWhat?â Gu Bailu was stunned, and her heart felt like it had been stabbed with needles.
Everything her master had ever said had come true. Her master wasnât someone prone to gossip either.
âWhy would master say that?â asked Gu Bailu.
Miyasi had her sit down on a rock, then told her what happened.
On the other side, the old man stared at Feng Qingtian for a long time. He could see through a lot of people, but no matter how good his skills were, he couldnât see through this guy.
This guy couldâve dominated this universe once, if he hadnât run into that girl.
The old man couldnât see through such a powerful man.
âYou love that girl?â the old man asked in a straightforward manner.
Feng Qingtian smiled. âDonât try to turn us against each other. I wonât listen.â
The old man was lost for words. It truly didnât feel great to be seen through by someone else.
âDonât you want to know she is?â asked the old man.
âYes. Are you ready to tell me now?â
âI can tell you now, as long as you promise that youâll leave her...â
âThen I donât want to know who she is,â Feng Qingtian replied the moment the old man spoke.
The old man was lost for words again.
He was a little annoyed, but it wasnât unusual for the tyrant of the universe to be this rude.
âAre you sure? What if sheâs the one who murdered your former lover?â The old man looked at him sharply.
Feng Qingtian turned even colder. âThatâs absolutely impossible.â
âAre you so sure? Without the slightest doubt?â
âYes,â Feng Qingtian replied swiftly.
The old man sighed. Words turned out to be absolutely useless for this bull-headed person.
He took out a glowing ball from his pocket. âThis contains your memories. If you truly believe that she isnât a murderer, just take it.â
Feng Qingtian was taken aback. He didnât doubt the old manâs words, because the ball strongly resonated with him, as if it were a part of him. He felt a strong desire to absorb it, as much as his desire to possess Gu Bailu.
He trusted his instincts and believed that Gu Bailu was the person he had been looking for, so he had to absorb the memories.
He took the ball, but held back his urge to absorb it and stared at the old man. âWhy do you have my memories?â
âI got it from an old acquaintance. Had it not been for him, this part of your soul wouldâve been fractured. I canât tell you anything else. Youâll know everything after you absorb it.â