Probing

Chu Li stared back at her with a ghastly look.

She was also a lunatic, and she did not care about the safety of the disciples from the Holy Church of Light since she had let them die. It seemed like she harbored a strong hatred towards the church.

Nonetheless, he knew that that might not be true.

He could not gauge the disciples of the Holy Church of Light through logical reasoning because they saw death as a chance to live again. Their thoughts were bound to be different from an ordinary person's, so he must try to figure out their precise way of thinking.

He contemplated while staring at the direction where she had disappeared to, trying to make out the kind of thoughts that most likely went through her head.

Xia Liyan put his palms down slowly. The white steam returned to his hair roots as well, and his face regained a rosy complexion.