Lian Shuwang was the friend he was closest to: five years for her, fifty years for Liuhe Sect. Fifty years of mutual understanding had forged a deep trust. Zhou Chuan cherished emotional bonds; when others treated him well, he would repay it manifold.
Thinking of friendship, Zhou Chuan naturally thought of Bai Zhan, who was sleeping inside the pagoda at the Red Pavilion. After having his soul searched, Bai Zhan had also fallen into a soul slumber. His body was already at the end of its rope; subjecting him to soul-searching, no matter how gentle the force, was bound to injure his Divine Soul.
"Should I just kill him so he can be reincarnated sooner, or spare his life?" Zhou Chuan was so indecisive he still hadn't reached a verdict.
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