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"No, no. Why would I laugh at you?" Wen Ke'er's face tightened as she explained.

But her voice drifted, and even her previously composed gaze no longer looked the same. Xilos glanced at her slightly, and her face, which had been patiently explaining moments ago, turned cold.

"And you still say you weren't!"

With an angry shout, Xilos abruptly looked at Wen Ke'er, irritation in her voice.

"Were those the only conditions they agreed to?"

Shen Yi frowned and spoke.

If those were the only conditions, his judgment of Xilos would be greatly diminished.

If the leader of a race was willing to place the entire Elf race in danger for such trivial gains, Shen Yi would never join forces with her.

Bad people were not frightening.

Stupid people were.

A bad person merely showed that they would stop at nothing to achieve their goals and ignored the rules. But stupid people were different. You could never predict what foolish thing they might do to drag you down beyond recovery.

Xilos was indeed beautiful. Even with the faint corrosion of the Black Fog, her face remained among the finest.

The heroic air around her, along with that distinctive flame, perfectly complemented her somewhat unusual fiery temper.

"Of course not."

"If that were all, and I led the entire Elf race into danger, how could I face the other clansmen?"

"Did you think I did something like that just because I saw those petty benefits?"

Xilos swept her gaze over them. She did not glean anything useful, but upon hearing Shen Yi's calm words, she still chose to explain.

"If it were only those things, no matter how weakened the Elf race was, we would never have done such a thing."

"What matters is this."

Too lazy to waste more words