Long Fei stared at Leng Shuangning, somewhat speechless, and said, "You seem to be human too, right? Isn't it possible that the demons will emerge? Isn't it your relatives and friends who die? Aren't they people of your same tribe?"
Leng Shuangning sneered coldly, "Human Race? Is there any race worse than humans? I was raised by my master since childhood, and I don't even know who my parents are. Before I reached adulthood, he did bad things to me. Finally, when he died, I followed Xie Yu, thinking he would like me, only to find out that he just treated me as a servant and would beat and scold me whenever he was in a bad mood. If it wasn't for meeting you, I would have let human blood flow like rivers, living in nightmares and fear every day!"
Long Fei had nothing to say to her; a woman like this, traumatized from a young age, had only darkness in her mind and had long lost her humanity.
