Chapter 3095 — You Go First, I Go First
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So all along, Ye Rou'er had simply been far too meek. True, the inheritance had ultimately failed—but before that failure, had she only been a little firmer, had she told the Grand Elder that she would refuse to cultivate unless she was allowed to see Gu Mengyao and Gu Pengzhan, or that she would refuse to cultivate unless someone was sent to protect Gu Mengyao, then things might have turned out differently!
Had she done so, the Grand Elder would likely have had no choice but to comply, just to let her cultivate in peace. But Ye Rou'er had never once thought of bargaining with the Grand Elder, and that was precisely what had bred the Grand Elder's towering arrogance.
And now, how the tables had turned! The mother had failed to gain any leverage over the Grand Elder—yet the daughter, Gu Mengyao, who possessed not a shred of strength, had managed to corner her. You had to admit, it was a fine bit of role reversal!
The car had been driven off by the black-robed elder; after all, there was still a dead man in it, and this was the mortal world—something had to be done about it. The man had been killed by the Grand Elder, but the corpse still had to be handed over to the Dongfang family for them to claim. Granted, they were in the wrong, but a man was dead, and that much face simply had to be given. Such were the rules of the ancient circles: kill a man, and you return the body.
On the way back, with Wei Zhao, Gu Mengyao, and Shen Yushu, Gu Mengyao's brows stayed tightly knit, her mood somber and brooding, her mind heavy with the matter of the Night Palace. Xiaoshu, by contrast, seemed not to care in the least. Giggling, she said, "Sister Yaoyao, you're going to become a successor! That's amazing! Then you'll be able to help Brother Arrowhead..."
"Xiaoshu, I'm leaving, and you actually look happy about it?" Gu Mengyao was torn between laughter and tears at Shen Yushu's words, and shot her a glare. "Don't you know that once I'm gone, there'll be no one left to keep you company?"
"Oh... you going first is still better than me going first..." Shen Yushu muttered under her breath.
"What did you say?" Gu Mengyao had not caught it clearly and thought Shen Yushu was complaining about her words, and her temper flared. "I know I'd gain strength by leaving, but... have you even thought about it? If I go, won't I end up just like Xiaoxiao? Even getting to see you all again would be hard..."
"I know, right? If she could stay, who'd want to leave? But... the way that old hag was acting, it seems like she won't take no for an answer from Sister Yaoyao." As she spoke, Shen Yushu glanced at Wei Zhao.
Wei Zhao naturally knew what Shen Yushu was getting at. Shen Yushu herself was a successor too—but Yaoyao did not know that. One day, Shen Yushu would leave the villa, say goodbye to him, say goodbye to Yaoyao, and begin a new life of her own.
But Shen Yushu was afraid it would break Gu Mengyao's heart to know, so she had never told her. Still, if Gu Mengyao left first, the weight on Shen Yushu's own heart would be that much lighter—and besides, as sisters and both successors, they would be able to look after each other.
"Let's go back... and talk it over..." Gu Mengyao was at a loss now. It had all happened so abruptly that she felt caught completely off guard.
Wei Zhao nodded. True, there was bad blood between the Night Palace and himself, but Wei Zhao also knew that once an ancient sect found its successor, it would never let the matter drop. If she refused, Gu Mengyao would face endless trouble down the road.
And at first, these ancient sects might still have the patience to invite you, to plead with you—but later, if you still failed to show proper appreciation, there was no telling what coercive measures they might resort to.