Marlu, the leader of the Revolutionary Army, later requested a private conversation with An, and An readily agreed.
There were only the two of them in the room.
Marlu had been involved in the revolution for thirty years. After reaching adulthood, she had escaped the Clan Farm, then built the human Revolutionary Army step by step. At the same time, she had created a hidden refuge where humans could live without being hunted by vampires.
Marlu was nearly fifty now, but she gave the impression of a woman in her early thirties... Although her body was incomplete, her eyes always radiated confidence and resolve.
She was different from An... She knew that An was fickle and self-serving, someone who might even waver between betrayal and loyalty like a time bomb. Yet only someone like that would dare become a secret informant within the Clan Farm.
The vampires would never discover her true intentions, because in her daily life, she was no different from the other assimilated humans. She, too, would do everything possible to curry favor with the Noble Masters.
But the An before her seemed somewhat different from the An Marlu had known all these years.
An said nothing at first. She only looked at Marlu's right arm before suddenly saying, "Big Sister Marlu, your right arm seems a little different from the last time we met."
She slightly opened the palm of her metal right arm and casually flexed her fingers. "I received some help recently," she said indifferently.
After a moment of silence, An said, "Apart from the vampires of the Thirteen Clans, there really are plenty of freaks with peculiar tastes in the Non-human Realm."
She knew perfectly well what the woman named Marlu had done in the early days to establish the Revolutionary Army and