"So, Miss Dai," Xia Wei addressed her, his voice laced with a mix of authority and intrigue, "now you understand why I chose you to serve me. Fortunately, it wasn't you who attempted to poison me; otherwise, our encounter might have marked the end of your life."
Xia Wei's expression betrayed a hint of grief as he met Dai Qing's resolute gaze. His eyes pleaded with her, silently urging her to consider her options. "Now, Miss Dai, you face a crucial decision: will you fight alongside me or remain loyal to the sect that has nurtured you all these years?"
Dai Qing, prepared to answer from the depths of her heart, was interrupted by Xia Wei's gesture, a gentle yet commanding lift of his finger.
"Please, take your time, Miss Dai. This decision carries immense weight, for they meticulously planned this scheme even before my arrival in this Lower Realm. It's as if they had a seer on their side," Xia Wei explained, his voice tinged with a mixture of caution and urgency.
