Shu Xin's words made the Perfect Race members' expressions grow solemn.
How could they not know how dire the Perfect Race's situation was? But what could they do?
End it all by dying?
Who hadn't thought of that? Some had even tried.
But what had come of it?
Nian Junxin was cruelest of all: she wouldn't let them live in peace, but she wouldn't let them die, either.
If anyone dared try, the other members of the Perfect Race would suffer even more brutal torture—especially... the Perfect Race patriarch.
And so, they could only go on living lives worse than death.
"Do you think he can change all this?"
"Who doesn't want to change all this? But what can we do? The entire Nine Profound Domain is under Nian Junxin's control. If we make even the slightest move, her retribution will descend upon us tenfold, a hundredfold."
"Shu Xin, we know how much you've suffered out there over the years. We also know what the other members will face after they leave."
"But the patriarch can't endure any more torture."
Whenever anything went wrong with the Perfect Race, the patriarch was certain to suffer the worst of it.
"I understand everything you've said, but he's the only one in the Nine Profound Domain who's dared to challenge Nian Junxin."
"He's our hope!"
"I think the patriarch should decide this matter."
"Since Young Master Chen came here, he's wanted to speak with the patriarch."
"Why not give him a chance—and give ourselves a chance, too?"
"He means no harm."
"Besides, if he did mean harm, could you... stop him?"
Shu Xin's words brought them to their senses. There were many of them, but none had any cultivation. If Chen Changan wanted to attack, they wouldn't even have the chance to stand