The subtle thoughts of the few people were of no concern to Ding Hui.
Her gaze was firmly fixed on the Iron-eating Demon after its demonization.
The degree of demonization of Wu Hall Master has probably surpassed the critical point.
Even if we can save someone, whether we end up saving Lord Hall Master or a senseless Iron-eating Demon, it's hard to say.
This is also the almost inevitable end for all Demon Martial Artists.
Unless [Spirit] is provided continuously for them to kill, mitigating the symptoms of demonization.
But it is still a temporary solution, not a cure; one day, Diao Deyi will...
Suddenly clenching her fists, Ding Hui thought to herself.
"I won't let that happen. Diao Deyi! I will save you! Even if it means doing something extreme, even if you hate me for the rest of your life... I still hope you survive."
"In this world, there really aren't many people I care about..."
