"Gains come with obligations."
Su Li's words were particularly harsh in Yue Nu's ears. Struggling against the distance, the chains cut into the flesh, and soon the air was filled with the smell of blood.
"The slave mark on the Ancient Moon Clan is a disgrace passed down through generations... We sacrificed a majority of our power users to gather the slave mark on the Saintess. But... aside from the Saintess, many innate abilities of the Ancient Moon Clan also vanished."
Yue Nu carried overwhelming hatred, "The Ancient Moon Clan spent their entire lives searching for a solution and finally found a glimmer of hope, the Imperial Dragon Vein..."
From Yue Nu's mouth, a never-before-seen picture slowly unfolded before Zuo Muchen's eyes.
He was dumbfounded, unable to regain his senses for a long time.
"Saintess, coincidence, love... Haha, I understand now." Zuo Muchen laughed maniacally.
Su Li glanced at him sympathetically and focused his attention back on Yue Nu.
