"Our race has always been quite low-key, we don't really like fighting and killing," Li Qianluo said with a cheeky smile.
Xiang Beifei looked at her suspiciously, "Why does it sound weird coming from you?"
"Weird in what way?"
"Sister Li, are you sure you don't like fighting and killing?" Xiaohei said with a mischievous grin.
Every time they were about to do something, Li Qianluo was always very enthusiastic. No matter how you looked at it, she didn't seem like a peaceful type. When it came to fights, she was the most eager.
Li Qianluo said seriously, "Every race must have a few oddballs, right? You have the nerve to talk about me. Xiao Bei, do you honestly listen to the elders?"
Xiang Beifei shrugged, pretending he didn't hear.
"So, did you participate in the war or not? Normally, the war ten thousand years ago was such a big deal that every race had to pick a side; no race could escape involvement," Xiang Beifei said.
