Cordellia's face was still pale from the implications of Ling Mei's question. Forcing herself to not stay in her head, she took a few deep breaths.
"Isn't it because he is trying to start a technical endeavour of his own?"
"Sister-in-law, if you are unwilling to see the truth…I..I can take the veil off of reality but not from your eyes."
"Go ahead."
"I wonder if you have heard of the soul preserving technology? Oh, on second thought, you might not have. The only time it came up in the media was several decades ago, and most of the prominent figures dismissed it as a mere gimmick. Well, Liao Qing preserved his soul to an entrusted company that was just starting out, back then, and ruined the manual before he predicted his death."
Cordellia didn't realise she was holding her breath, she kept her eyes focused on the woman in front.
