Sangta's pupils contracted slightly. "What do you want to do?"
"Oh, feeling sorry for her already? Don't worry, since we're discussing cooperation, naturally, I will deliver her to you safe and sound, and she won't remember her husband. Even more, her memory will be filled only with images of being with you," said Honglian, and then she laughed again, her laugh completely unlike the saintly woman she usually appeared to be—it was utterly demonic, devilish.
Sangta was shocked. "How, how is that possible?"
"How is it not possible? If I didn't have this ability, you wouldn't have come to the Western Regions seeking cooperation, would you? After all, everyone wishes for eternal life, right? Compared to immortality, what's managing one woman?" Honglian continued as she picked at her nails. "It should have been me becoming your beast bride, but since you've taken a fancy to Lin Zhu, I'll deliver her to you intact, and our cooperation will continue as planned."
