Shenxi Shang froze for a moment, then said:
"Is that so? Hahaha... But what does that change? There were quite a few aberrations like you among our ancestors, yet none of them ever came to a good end."
"Yao'er, you're simply too young. You're confused, you don't understand. Once you grow up a little more, you'll understand that the eternal prosperity of countless generations of descendants is the mission of our bloodline!"
"You find me disgusting, but from now on, you will still defend the Shenxi Clan with me, defend the Dark Clan! I don't mind in the slightest that you detest me."
After Shenxi Shang finished speaking, he burst into loud laughter. His cold, eerie voice echoed through the frigid cultivation chamber.
"Do you truly not care about anything beyond 'inheritance'?"
Shenxi Yao shook her head and let out a bleak laugh.
Her fate had already been mapped out.
Yet she increasingly felt that, apart from all those planned arrangements, could she not break free from the mold and become a person truly called "Shenxi Yao"?
Sadly, there had also been quite a few women among her ancestors named "Shenxi Yao."
"Of course I don't care! Inheritance and prosperity are everything to me!"
"Shenxi Yao, the reason you have the right to put on this melancholy act is because your ancestors gave you a sufficiently powerful bloodline. If one day you lose everything, you'll understand that so-called love and life are nothing but a joke."
"Without strength to support you, even a stray dog can piss on your head! At that time, you'll only be fit to wallow with dogs. Only then will you know what true disgust is."
Shenxi Shang grew increasingly agitated as well, speaking with feverish excitement.
"Right. That really does sound so moving."
Shenxi Yao