"So, you said it was Yang Chen who saved you and taught you all these skills?" After hearing Meng Po's story, Ye Xin murmured.
"No!" Meng Po shook her head and looked at Ye Xin, "I begged him to teach me!"
Ye Xin was slightly taken aback.
In Meng Po's recounting, she was once a very innocent and lovely little girl, who only chose to make plant specimens, not even willing to harm a butterfly.
But why did she choose this path filled with slaughter?
Meng Po stared at Ye Xin and said, "Once you've been through a bloodstorm, you understand that you must become strong yourself to avoid being slaughtered like livestock. If you want freedom, you have to become stronger. Do you think, someone like me,"
She gestured to her curvaceous and seductive figure, "could survive anywhere? Without my master, I can't imagine who I'd be kept by now!"
Ye Xin was shocked; her beautiful eyes flashed with astonishment.
That's right!
