Plop, plop.
Soft footsteps sounded, and from the darkness of the corner, a tall and sharp figure slowly emerged.
Chu Yan's face was indifferent, as if devoid of any emotional color. She walked to stand in front of Hua Xiaoling and calmly said, "Aren't you worried that I'll disrupt your plan?"
Hua Xiaoling smiled slightly, speaking unhurriedly, "What plan? Is it to protect Lin Xian's safety? To accelerate negotiations with the Phoenix Society? Or is it the plan to strive to preserve a spark of human civilization?"
She slowly got up and calmly walked to the side, pouring herself a cup of water, speaking without turning her head,
"The duller a person is, the more they need a stance, need emotions, need class opposition. Throughout history, leaders who change dynasties have all utilized this. When our enemy is no longer human, no longer a force our civilization can contend with, emotions, stances, classes, religions become meaningless."
