Zu An was taken aback. “You’re awake?”

“If I hadn’t woken up, were you going to give all of my possessions away to other women?” sneered Mi Li.

Zu An scratched his head sheepishly, feeling awkward that he’d been caught in the act. He immediately engaged his expert-level skill of changing the topic and asked, “How did you manage to speak inside my head? Are you able to hear my thoughts?”

“The Life-and-Death Contract we sealed tied our souls together, in a manner of speaking. This naturally means that we can communicate via our souls. As for listening to your thoughts…” Mi Li paused for a moment to sneer, “… you need not worry about that. I have no interest in those filthy thoughts in your mind.”

“Not listening and not being able to listen are two different things!” Zu An immediately felt nervous. It felt as though he had been stripped naked in front of another person.

“Anything involving souls and thoughts tends to be extremely cryptic. Unless one uses the Soul Searching Art, it won’t be that easy to listen in on another person’s thoughts. In fact, even with the Soul Searching Art, one can only listen to bits and pieces of the target’s mind, and it would inflict irreversible damage on them as well,” explained Mi Li coldly. “If you’re still uncertain, why don’t you try listening to my thoug...