"We were never from the same world." I replied ambiguously.

　　There was no more gentle love under the pear blossom tree that day, only a coldness that was cruel to the extreme.

　　I turned around, no longer caring about Da Xiheng behind me, and opened the small compartment where the pill was stored.

　　My eyes darkened.

　　The forging pills were gone.

　　I turned to look at Da Xiheng.

　　He had a few traces of guilt on his face and forced a smile, "Master, what are you looking for? It's been twenty years, it's understandable that many things can't be found.

　　I'll help you ask..." "Did you give them to A Yao?" I interrupted him.

　　He hesitated, remained silent for a long time, and finally explained in a serious tone, "Master, please don't misunderstand.

　　Although I stole your pills, that was before the banquet.

　　After your death, I never touched anything in this tower.

　　I even prohibited others from entering.

　　Master, I truly repent." What a wolf cub full of lies.

　　He stared at me intently, but I had no anger, only distance and indifference.

　　The last trace of a smile disappeared from him, and he nervously swallowed.

　　"Master, punish me." I reached out my hand towards him, "Return all the priceless treasures and precious immortal medicines to me." Da Xiheng nodded, before he could even say the word "okay," someone suddenly shouted from outside the building, "Honorable, Sister A Yao is sick again, please come and see her!" "Shut up!" Da Xiheng was shocked and shouted, suppressing the voice, but then realized that it would only make me discover the truth faster.

　　- He hadn't driven A Yao away yet.

　　Da Xiheng was nailed to the spot, opened his mouth, his voice weak and trembling, filled with cowardice, "Master, I only took her in, I don't like her." "But without me, she will die." I remained calm, speaking for the original owner of the book, "Da Xiheng, you are truly a selfish beast."