"Rong Jialou has been very nice to me. I will certainly not harm him. As you can see right now, we have come together as one." Mo Zhao continued.
"I believe it is not his conscience that you kept, but his memory. Did you engulf his souls as a whole?" Gu Xijiu continued.
Mo Zhao rubbed his nose before answering. "It is not nice for you to say that I swallowed his souls. I prefer to call it a union of our souls."
Gu Xijiu could not suppress the sadness in her eyes. She could almost understand why Mo Zhao chose to attach his soul to Rong Jialuo's body.
When Mo Zhao was still Rong Che, both of them had spent many years together, enough for Mo Zhao to understand Rong Jialuo, which made it easier for him to manipulate his flaws.
