Wang Jiajia sobbed uncontrollably, like a helpless young woman rather than a Ghost King who had just killed one of her own kind.
She lowered her eyes, and her tears fell without pause, vanishing as soon as they hit the ground.
The child, who had been furious just moments ago, suddenly fell silent.
I caught the sorrow on his face, as though he felt Wang Jiajia's pain as his own.
For most people in this world, staying alive was probably life's greatest pursuit and goal.
But I didn't think Wang Jiajia, standing right in front of me, was part of that "most."
"Go on," I said coldly.
Wang Jiajia shrank back, still not looking up at me.
She didn't speak at once, but her sobbing had stopped.
"I escaped from there. Monsters attacked... The monsters were lured over by the Ghost Kings. Two of them wanted to use the monsters to kill us. The cities they ruled were near the Pure Land. They... they led the monsters to the Pure Land..." Wang Jiajia seemed to recall something terrible. She trembled more violently, and her face began to pale.
Even when I captured her, she hadn't reacted like this.
She squeezed her eyes shut, forcing out two tears, but kept them tightly closed, as if trying to flee some memory.
"My father and the others... they all died. So many people died... I escaped then. I don't know how many others made it out... I wandered everywhere, and a Ghost King killed me... I was killed... and became a ghost, so..." Wang Jiajia spoke concisely. At last, she opened her eyes and looked at me pleadingly. "I really just wanted to stay alive! I..." She bit her lip, as if steeling herself. "The vampire suggested that we flee. I and several