The Ghost King had indeed spoken the name Liu Buli with a hint of probing.
After all, everyone had clearly witnessed the depth of Lu Wuming's affection for Liu Buli.
With such profound feelings, and without Chu Qi's assistance, if only Chu Yi alone were to tamper with his memories, the Ghost King wasn't entirely certain if his memories would truly become unsettled.
However, after he finished speaking and observed Lu Wuming's reaction, both the Ghost King and Chu Yi couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.
Because they clearly saw that upon hearing the answer, Lu Wuming had visibly relaxed a great deal. It was as if the most troubling question in his heart had finally been answered, and his state of mind had become much brighter.
He understood why the mere thought of this name made him feel so distressed. If it were due to hatred for the other person, then everything seemed to make sense.
To be able to hurt him to such an extent, one could imagine how powerful that person was. And he clearly viewed the other person as a rival, otherwise, he wouldn't remember him so deeply.
With the answer Lu Wuming had given himself, as if by design, those memories buried deep within his heart for too long resurfaced once again.
He couldn't quite distinguish when those memories were from.
He only recalled a basement devoid of light, and the man's exquisitely beautiful face. He also remembered the torment and harm from which he could never escape, no matter how hard he tried, as if he were forever confined in darkness, becoming his eternal nightmare.
The man's abuse had lasted for a long time.
Lu Wuming was certain that the face he hated to his core in his memories belonged to Liu Buli, whom the Ghost King had just mentioned.
So, was it such deep hatred?
And he also said he killed Chu Wu?
Although he didn't have any particular feelings for Chu Wu, Lu Wuming could at least be sure that Chu Wu was his companion, and like him, was of the ghost race. If that were the case, and that man killed his companion, not only did he cause Lu Wuming's current state, but he also threw the Ghost City into chaos, and in the end, killed his companion and did so many other things. He was indeed their greatest enemy.
Having arrived at an answer in his heart, Lu Wuming couldn't help but frown. He looked up in the direction of the palace and asked very seriously, "Father, where is that man now? As the young master of the ghost race, I cannot just stand by and watch him kill my people. His wrongdoings must be paid for with blood. Moreover, he has hurt me, killed me once, and abused me for so long. I must make him pay for all these things."
Lu Wuming's words were incredibly firm.
The Ghost King, however, was completely stunned by his declaration.
At least from Lu Wuming's attitude and tone, the Ghost King could be sure that he was genuinely feeling anger from the bottom of his heart, and was earnestly asking the Ghost King for an opportunity to kill that man with his own hands.
But before his memories were tampered with, Lu Wuming had never once proactively expressed a desire to leave the Ghost City. Yet now, with his heart aligned with the ghost race, he was talking about leaving the Ghost City to attend to matters.
So, could his words be trusted?
Was he not simply putting on an act?
As these questions arose in his mind, the Ghost King didn't know how to judge. After a moment of silence, the Ghost King followed the original plan and said softly to Lu Wuming, "Let's not worry about that human for now. I have something I need your help with. Child, if it's for your father, you can do anything, can't you?"
This sentence was filled with leading intent.
What the Ghost King needed was for Lu Wuming to proactively nod in agreement.
He waited expectantly for Lu Wuming's reaction.
But to his surprise, after a moment of silence, Lu Wuming shook his head very firmly and said, "Father, although I don't know what you need my help with, with my current strength, I might not be able to provide much assistance. Moreover, I have something on my mind. No matter what I need to do, I want to resolve this matter first. Before I kill that man named Liu Buli, I might not be in the mood to consider anything else. I hope Father can give me an opportunity. I promise to kill him quickly and return as soon as possible. Then, no matter what you need my help with, Father, I will try my best."
His words were so flawless that the Ghost King found no room for rebuttal.
After agonizing for a long time, he finally gave up on further communication with Lu Wuming. Instead, he telepathically asked Chu Yi, who was beside him, "Chu Yi, are you sure your technique was successful?"
"Naturally, it was successful," Chu Yi responded telepathically to the Ghost King. "The young master's feelings for Liu Buli now only consist of hatred, but that hatred is too intense. As a result, he truly has no other thoughts besides killing the opponent. Your Majesty, I believe that if he can be allowed to kill that human, it would indeed resolve a major issue."
After all, Liu Buli's position in Lu Wuming's heart was too important.
Furthermore, Liu Buli was indeed too powerful. Even Chu Wu could be easily dealt with by him, which was something very few people could accomplish.
If they could use Lu Wuming's hand to eliminate this human they feared, it seemed like a good choice.
However...
The Ghost King looked at Lu Wuming's eyes with some hesitation.
The anger in his eyes was definitely not fake.
If Chu Yi had merely swapped Lu Wuming's feelings for Liu Buli and his own, did Lu Wuming truly think of killing him so directly?
The Ghost King's mood was indescribably complex.
After a moment of silence, he finally responded to Lu Wuming's request. He said, "It's fine to go and kill that man, but you have just recovered and need to replenish your strength. I will have Thirteen find you some food. After you've eaten, you can go and deal with the problem. That way, as your father, I can be more at ease."