Bai Zihan didn't think much about what Bai Xinyue thought.
He has already achieved his objective, which was to check whether Bai Xinyue was a Heaven's Chosen or not.
Turns out, she was a bigger threat than he had anticipated.
Making her into an ally wasn't easily achievable—unlike Lin Xuan, Bai Xinyue already had a deep grudge against him.
Treating her well?
That would just make him look like a hypocrite with some hidden agenda. Even if he tried, there was no way it would change Bai Xinyue's heart.
So, the only way for him to avoid the fate of being killed by Bai Xinyue… was to get stronger.
Bai Zihan returned to his residence without a word, his steps steady, the frigid wind swirling around him as if reluctant to let him go.
He sat down cross-legged within the quiet of his room, the Qi around him already humming to life.
He closed his eyes.
The world fell away.
All that remained was his breath and the steady pulse of his cultivation method—Myriad Breathing Technique.
