"You two run around everywhere... You don't just like traveling, do you?" Vivian looked at the Nangong siblings, her eyes full of suspicion.
Nangong Sanba exchanged a glance with his sister and could only nod in admission. "That's right. Normally, the smartest thing for people like us would be to find somewhere to live in seclusion. But my sister ran off... so I could only follow her out."
"I want to find out what happened to my mother," Nangong May said bluntly. "She should still be somewhere on this planet."
Vivian suddenly remembered. "I forgot all about that because you didn't mention it! You said both your parents were dead. Putting the Demon Hunter aside, the Siren race can't truly die. What exactly happened?"
At Vivian's question, Hao Ren also reacted. When he had previously heard that "Sirens are immortal," he hadn't thought much of it, and had consequently overlooked the fact that Nangong May had mentioned her mother was dead. Now that he thought about it, he realized something was wrong!
Nangong May slowly recounted another past event. "When I was sixteen, something happened at home—the place where we lived in seclusion was attacked by a Wrath Spirit. Father told my brother and me to escape, saying that he and Mother could deal with the monster. But when my brother and I returned the next day, we found that the entire house had vanished without a trace, and our parents were nowhere to be seen..."
Vivian was astonished. "A Wrath Spirit? There are still Wrath Spirits running around these days?"
"What the heck is a Wrath Spirit?" Hao Ren asked curiously.
"A malformed... negative monster that's difficult to describe," Vivian said with a frown. "They're supposedly undead beings from an alternate dimension. Others say they're projections of the negative