Uh... uh...
Is...
Is that right?
'So I had such a righteous purpose all along.'
Yun Zhenyue was struck speechless.
Looking at Konglan's expectant gaze, she couldn't bring herself to deny it.
'If I tell the truth—that I'm actually here as an undercover agent to destroy the factory—Lan will definitely get angry, right?'
'Or would she be devastated?'
'After all, it would mean that she, Gu Yuan's wife, was denying his very ideology and faith.'
'In that state, she might just throw in the towel and quit!'
'Given the circumstances, it's best to just go along with it.'
"Lan..."
Under Konglan's eager stare...
Yun Zhenyue nodded.
"You guessed right."
Hearing this, Konglan's eyes filled with pride. "Of course! Don't you know who I am?"
"So, what do you think?"
"What do I think about what?" Yun Zhenyue asked, confused.
"About the Purgatory Factory. Do you think the Ghost Lord will like it?"
"He'll probably..."
Yun Zhenyue hesitated for a moment.
