"Was that guy eaten?"
"Yeah. Consider it feeding the pet."
They neither cared how worthless and pathetic Diagulaga's death had been,
nor cared whether Fayeze Moro had imagined himself as Xi Shenlian's hypothetical enemy.
After the guy who had caused a ruckus outside their home for so long was smoothly dealt with,
Qian Shan Xuehui and Xi Shenlian merely exchanged a few simple words with perfect calm. It was as if something utterly ordinary had happened, something that did not warrant the slightest concern.
Neither of them dwelled on the matter of Diagulaga.
As for the issue with Fayeze Moro, the two of them casually ignored it on the spot as well.
To them, there truly was not much difference between the two.
The main difference was that one of them had met Xi Shenlian a few times, while the other had believed until the moment of his death that the person fighting him was Xi Shenlian, completely unaware that he had merely been used for a cricket fight... In any case, none of this changed the crux of the matter, much less the actual standing the two held in the eyes of Xi Shenlian and Qian Shan Xuehui.
In the end, they were merely two fellows whose deaths did not matter and whose continued survival did not matter either...
Xi Shenlian would not truly regard Fayeze Moro as anything important just because they could barely be considered acquaintances and had once sat together and eaten.
After awakening her own ability and comprehending certain truths buried deep within her heart, Qian Shan Xuehui was, in these respects, even more extreme than Xi Shenlian.
Naturally, she cared even less about such utterly boring matters.
In her view,
Diagulaga should consider himself incredibly honored just to have been mentioned once.
Even if