However, upon hearing these words, Yan Luo's beautiful face was tinged with anger.
Her fingertips gathered an unknown force, resembling a whip that lashed out at Xuanyuan Cang, instantly causing his skin to split open.
Xuanyuan Cang gasped, beads of cold sweat forming on his forehead, but he dared not cry out in pain.
"It was you who exchanged his fate back then, not allowing any harm to befall him," Yan Luo said coldly. "All along, the one I wanted to kill was Chu Nanli."
If she could have done it herself, there would have been no need for such a convoluted scheme.
When she saw Nanli about to obtain the Spirit Pearl earlier, she acted impulsively and sent an assassin.
Fortunately, Ye Siheng successfully intervened, otherwise she would have ignited a fire that would have consumed her own karma.
However, years of planning were not in vain.
At least the Spirit Pearl was tainted with malevolent energy, allowing her to easily shatter it.