Because Su Mo didn’t respond like usual.

There was no casual smile on his face, nor his usual relaxed look.

He simply gave a small nod, his expression blank, and walked past them before sitting down on the sofa.

Yang Qingxi’s brows slowly furrowed.

Zhang Xulin also noticed the change.

The two of them exchanged a brief glance before looking at Leng Shuang.

"What happened, Shuang?" Yang Qingxi asked, her tone turning serious. "Why is Su Mo like this?"

Leng Shuang took a small breath before speaking.

"Well... after we got there..."

She began explaining everything in detail. 𝒇𝒓𝒆𝒆𝙬𝒆𝒃𝓷𝒐𝓿𝙚𝙡.𝒄𝓸𝒎

From entering the villa to knocking out the criminals, the powerful spiritual pressure, and finally, the dead bodies, Su Mo discovered.

"...Ever since he read her memory," Leng Shuang said at the end, her voice carrying a slight heaviness, "he’s been like this."

She sighed softly.

"I don’t know exactly what he saw, but he was very angry."

Silence followed her words.

Yang Qingxi didn’t speak.

Zhang Xulin also remained quiet.

The light warmth from earlier had completely faded.

From Su Mo’s reaction alone, both Yang Qingxi and Zhang Xulin could already guess what kind of memory he must have seen.

It probably wasn’t something ordinary that could be brushed aside.

Whatever he had witnessed... it had shaken him deeply.

Yang Qingxi glanced at Zhang Xulin and Leng Shuang, then gave a subtle signal.

The meaning was clear to give them space.

Zhang Xulin understood immediately and nodded. Leng Shuang hesitated for a brief second, her gaze lingering on Su Mo, but she still turned and followed Zhang Xulin out of the room. She wanted to ask how to deal with the criminals. However, now it doesn’t seem to be the right time.

The door closed softly behind them.

With their passing footsteps, the living hall fell quiet.

Yang Qingxi walked over and sat beside Su Mo.

*Plop.*

The soft sound echoed faintly.

Su Mo didn’t react.

He remained seated, his elbows resting on his knees, his gaze fixed on the floor. His eyes looked empty, as if his mind was still trapped somewhere else.

Yang Qingxi looked at him for a moment.

Then she sighed softly.

"What did you see, Su Mo?"

Her voice was gentle.

Not probing. Just... asking out of concern.

Su Mo remained silent for a few seconds.

Then he spoke.

"...A little girl crying in despair," he said slowly, his voice low, "and a group of demons laughing in joy."

Yang Qingxi’s fingers curled slightly. Her lips pressed together. But she didn’t interrupt him.

Su Mo continued.

His tone didn’t rise, but the weight behind it was clear.

"First the prison... now this."

He let out a faint breath.

"Were we wrong from the beginning?"

His hands slowly tightened.

"If I had killed Ye Chen at the start... none of this would have happened."

Yang Qingxi lowered her gaze slightly.

She could hear it clearly in his words.

It wasn’t just anger.

It was guilt.

A kind of guilt that had quietly settled in his heart after he read the little girl’s memories.

Su Mo leaned back slightly, resting against the sofa, his eyes still unfocused.

"You know," he said after a pause, "I never thought of myself as a good person."

His voice was calm.

"In my previous world, I was probably the most disgusting kind of person."

He gave a faint, almost self-mocking smile.

"I wouldn’t even care if people around me died."

A short pause.

"Not that I had anyone to begin with."

Yang Qingxi didn’t speak. She simply listened.

This was the first time Su Mo had spoken about his past on his own.

And it was... not what she had expected.

"I didn’t have family," he continued, "no friends either."

"So those things... never meant much to me."

He shrugged lightly.

"I just went with the flow."

"Find a job, earn enough to live, spend my time on games or music... that was enough."

Yang Qingxi lowered her brows slightly.

’So that’s why...’

His usual laziness.

His lack of ambition.

It wasn’t because he couldn’t do more.

He just... never wanted to.

"Even after coming to this world," Su Mo continued, "and gaining power I couldn’t even imagine before..."

"My thoughts didn’t really change."

"I just thought... maybe I could make some money, buy a nice apartment, and spend the rest of my life doing nothing."

Yang Qingxi rolled her eyes slightly and gave him a sideways glance full of disdain.

"Don’t look at me like that," Su Mo sighed. "Before I could even start that plan, you found me first."

"You tricked me into working for you with a high salary."

Yang Qingxi’s expression stiffened immediately.

"I didn’t trick you," she said quickly. "The offer was real. Have I ever treated you poorly?"

Her tone carried a hint of urgency.

"If the money isn’t enough, just say it. I can increase it."

Su Mo shook his head.

"It’s not about money, Miss Yang."

Yang Qingxi’s heart skipped slightly.

’Not about money?’

Then what?

She straightened unconsciously.

"Then what do you want?" she asked. "New games? Cars? Properties? Just say it."

Su Mo looked at her.

Then sighed.

"This is what I meant," he said. "You’ve corrupted me."

Yang Qingxi blinked.

"...What?"

She frowned slightly, clearly confused.

"Corrupted you?"

For a brief moment, she even considered activating her ability to hear his thoughts.

But she stopped herself.

This wasn’t the time for that.

Since Su Mo had chosen to speak his heartfelt thoughts.

She would listen without being sneaky.

Su Mo looked away slightly, then shook his head.

"Forget it," he said. "That’s not important right now."

Yang Qingxi immediately leaned forward and grabbed his shoulder.

"Hey, don’t stop halfway," she said. "What do you mean by that?"

But Su Mo ignored her and continued.

"You know my Corpse Puppet ability of my Devil’s Eyes, right?"

Yang Qingxi stared at him in disbelief.

"You bastard, don’t change the topic."

Then she exhaled and leaned back slightly.

"...Fine. I know. What about it?"