Could she really just stand by and watch the Human Race she had painstakingly created like children get bullied by the Demon Clan?
No! Impossible!
How could she sit idly by while the Human Race suffered?
Nuwa rolled her eyes at Di Jun and shot back without the slightest courtesy.
"Di Jun! What kind of utter nonsense are you talking about?"
"It's true that I am of the Demon Clan, but I am also the Holy Mother of the Human Race! Now that you have led the Demon Clan to slaughter the Human Race under my protection, how could I possibly stand by and do nothing?"
"Besides, I have never ruined any of the Demon Clan's good plans, because everything you have done was evil. I have always wanted to guide the Demon Clan onto the right path, but it was all in vain..."
"It was you, Di Jun! You led the Demon Clan astray!"
Faced with the Demon Clan's current situation, Nuwa was deeply heartbroken and regretful.
Although she was no longer Demon Emperor Nuwa, she still held the people of the Demon Clan in her heart. She did not want to see the Demon Clan reduced to its current state.
If Di Jun had listened to her back then, if the Witch and Demon Clans had stayed out of each other's affairs and lived together in peace, none of the tragedies that followed would have happened.
The blame lay with Di Jun, who was utterly impervious to reason. He let everything go in one ear and out the other, treating her words as nothing but wind in his ears. He simply refused to listen.
She had already told him that this old dog Hongjun harbored evil intentions and was full of schemes. He could not be trusted lightly,