Hua Changyan's expression immediately became extremely solemn when she heard this. She instantly stood up straight and vowed, "Don't worry, Lord Venerable!"
"If I had really done those things, I will end myself without Lord Venerable's help."
Actually, Hua Changyan was not the kind of person who was afraid of death. If she encountered a situation where she would definitely die, she wouldn't be afraid of blood and death.
She could die, but she could not die with the infamy of betraying the Daoist temple by killing her master.
Wang Yi nodded slightly. At the same time, he was even more certain that there was something else going on.
After all, even with his terrifying perception, he couldn't sense any traces of Hua Changyan lying.
At this moment, Su Shiya rolled her eyes at Wang Yi. Then, she took Hua Changyan's hand and said with a smile, "Don't let Ah Yi scare you."
"Just stay here in peace. Stay as long as you want."