"I..."
Bai Qianqian heard Meng Yu's words and her face showed struggle and resistance, but she didn't argue with Meng Yu.
She could hear that in Meng Yu's words, he was sincere. The plan of the Son of Heavenly Way could wait for several decades or even a hundred years later to benefit the Immortal Sect, which didn't count as a breach of Meng Yu's promise.
He promised her solemnly, happily, willing to create a beautiful future with her, a future where he and she would be together.
This man was making a promise and also pleading.
Happiness came so suddenly that she almost agreed instantly, but then she suddenly remembered the joyful days on Tan Xingyu's planet, where no robbery was needed, and benefits could be gotten through exchange. Then she remembered the three plunders with Meng Yu in high spirits, and those ordinary cultivators looking terrified, in distress, even weeping.
She didn't feel good, even though Meng Yu robbed for her sake.
