The Sect Leader Has Taken in a New Female Disciple-Chapter 865 - 277: Wait, Is Shen Yunzhou Actually a Dog Demon in Human Form? (6k)

Facing Zhou Qing’s words, Sikong Yan just lightly shook his head, his face carrying a faint smile.

"Didn’t I say earlier, this child’s illness is not cured yet, if you rashly take her away, then her life would indeed be in danger."

"Who are you trying to fool, she’s clearly healthy, I think you just want to keep her by your side as a bargaining chip for threats!"

Shen Yunzhou, filled with anger, stared fearlessly at Sikong Yan and loudly retorted.

Sikong Yan, hearing this, was not angry; instead, the corners of his mouth turned up, revealing a teasing smile.

He gave Shen Yunzhou a thumbs up, his tone carrying a bit of mockery: "Young people’s brains really are sharp, even this could be seen by you, truly impressive!"

Shen Yunzhou: "..."

Afterward, Sikong Yan no longer paid attention to Shen Yunzhou, but slowly turned his gaze back to Zhou Qing, a barely noticeable glimmer flashing in his eyes.

"That guy choosing to surrender was actually within my expectations."

"Moreover, since he’s willing to confide even his most painful memories to you, his trust in you is truly extraordinary!"

As Sikong Yan spoke to this point, his eyes slightly narrowed.

"And from your earlier defense of him, it seems that your relationship is quite good. How about we play a little game?"

Sikong Yan’s eyes lit up, as if he thought of something amusing, looking at Zhou Qing with great interest.

Zhou Qing’s heart tightened, watching Sikong Yan with vigilance, asking in a deep voice: "What game?"

Sikong Yan placed his hands behind his back, stood tall, and strolled leisurely around Zhou Qing and Shen Yunzhou, at a slow pace.

"Bet on what a person would do when faced with a dilemma."

"What do you mean?" Zhou Qing showed confusion, but a strong sense of foreboding surged within him.

Sikong Yan continued pacing in circles, his voice slow and steady.

"You say if he sees his daughter alive again, this feeling of regained loss, fear not many on this earth can truly empathize with?"

Zhou Qing stared at Sikong Yan with furrowed brows, faintly guessing something, unease bubbling in his heart.

"I will propose a condition to him, if he wants Nannan back, bring me the heads of your Taiqing Sect’s three Peak Masters in exchange, what do you think he would do?"

Sikong Yan suddenly stopped walking, and intensely stared straight into Zhou Qing’s eyes.

"You..." Zhou Qing was furious, his fists clenched, his aura becoming somewhat disordered.

Sikong Yan suddenly burst into laughter, with a hint of taunting and teasing in his voice: "On one side is unbreakable family ties, on the other is friendships from daily interactions, indeed quite difficult to choose."

He began to pace slowly again, speaking as he walked: "But to be honest, I still lean towards him choosing his daughter, what do you think?"

Before Zhou Qing could refute, Shen Yunzhou was already seething with anger, Spiritual Qi fiercely surging around him, ready to explode into action.

But the little girl was already nowhere to be found, acting rashly would only worsen the situation.

Zhou Qing also suppressed his anger, striving to keep his voice calm: "What’s your purpose in doing this? What do you stand to gain?"

Sikong Yan tilted his head, pretending to think, and said: "You’re right, aside from punishing a traitor, there doesn’t seem to be any tangible benefit, in fact, it might trigger a war between the two sects."

Then, a peculiar expression, half smile and half mock, appeared on his face, "But, I still find it quite interesting, like I said earlier, it’s a game, and games should be entertaining."

"Of course, to be on the safe side, you could first control that guy, or even..."

Sikong Yan suddenly smiled, extending a finger to lightly gesture across his neck: "Finish him off, that way it’s solved once and for all."

"It’s just a pity for Nannan, finally revived, yet once again becomes a child without a father or mother, lonely and forgotten."

Zhou Qing’s face turned grim, yet he couldn’t act impulsively, otherwise, he’d fall right into his trap.

Sikong Yan continued slowly, "Thinking about it like this, this father and daughter are quite pitiful, when the father was around, the daughter wasn’t, and when the daughter is present, the father is gone, like parallel lines, eternally unable to intersect."

"But don’t worry, if it really becomes like that, I’ll properly teach Nannan, cultivate her into a top-notch assassin, using portraits of everyone from your Taiqing Sect as her training targets."

"After all, executioners are you..." Sikong Yan intentionally prolonged the sound, his face carrying a chilling implication.

Zhou Qing’s tightly clenched fists trembled slightly, veins bulging on his forehead, he gritted his teeth and said word by word: "Sikong Yan, don’t go too far!"

"Shameless!" Shen Yunzhou couldn’t help but curse.

Sikong Yan raised his head and laughed heartily: "Alright, you two should hurry back and discuss your plans, since time is quite tight, the game starts today!"

Saying this, he directly waved at the two of them, then turned around and left.

Shen Yunzhou, enraged, was about to charge forward, but was swiftly held back by Zhou Qing.

He struggled for a bit, his face full of reluctance and anger, eyes bloodshot, muttering furiously: "Really, are we just going to let him walk away so brazenly?"

Zhou Qing furrowed his brows, his gaze stern, speaking in a low voice: "Then do you think, with our current abilities, we can keep him here?"