Hearing this, Pei Yan forced himself not to roll his eyes, thinking to himself that it was ridiculous. Disliking them was you, rallying troops to fight them to the death was you, and in the end, it was you who softened! If you knew this would happen, why fight in the first place?
Seemingly understanding Pei Yan's thoughts, the young man chuckled self-deprecatingly and said, "You think I'm very conflicted, don't you? The disgust towards them is real, but it's like humans raising pets; no matter how much you dislike them, over time you'll inevitably develop some feelings, right?"
