Everything Was for the Tribe... Cough, for Freedom!

"A-Qing, I want to ask you... to help me become stronger!"

As soon as the words came out of his mouth, Zhu Zhuqing himself felt a little abrupt.

She pursed her lips, and her voice softened unconsciously, with a hint of self-deprecation.

"Of course, if this is your secret, or the secret of senior Titled Douluo behind you, if it is inconvenient to tell you, just pretend that I have never asked."

She paused, her eyes serious.

"I just... don't want to let go of any possibility."

She looked at Lin Qingmo, and there was something burning in those cat-like eyes.

"I want to become stronger so much, faster, faster. Even if I just hear a different direction and grab a straw, I have to try."

The room became quiet except for the occasional slight crackling sound of the candle wick.

Lin Qingmo didn't answer the call right away.

He slowly walked to the table, picked up the kettle and poured half a cup of warm water into the empty cup.

The sound of water flowing was particularly clear in the silence.

Picking up the cup, my fingertips slowly circled along the warm edge of the cup, as if feeling the warmth.

Then, he turned around and leaned against the edge of the table, his eyes falling on Zhu Zhuqing's face.

The gaze was calm and emotionless, but heavy, like the sky pressing down in the middle of the night, making people hold their breath involuntarily.

"The method is not to stop talking."

He said, "But before that, you have to answer me a question."

"Why did you become stronger?"

He asked, looking directly at her, not letting her dodge at all.

"Don't tell me those superficial words like 'for the Academy' or 'for the team'."

"What I want to hear is the most true reason in your heart, probably the most unsightly reason, and even you yourself are not willing to admit it."

"It's not about dignity, it's just about your heart."

He added, his tone calm, but with an intensity that could not be ignored.

"Think it through and then tell me."

"..."

Zhu Zhuqing obviously didn't expect him to ask this.

She was stunned for a moment, then lowered her eyes.

The long eyelashes cast a small shadow under the candlelight, covering the emotions under the eyes.

She didn't answer immediately.

His fingers curled up unconsciously, and his nails pressed against his palms, causing a subtle but clear sting.

The candlelight danced on the side of her face, half bright and half in shadow, making her look a little unpredictable.

The room was so quiet that you could hear the breathing of three people.

Xiao Wu looked at Zhu Zhuqing a little nervously, and then at Lin Qingmo.

He wanted to say something, but in the end he pursed his lips.

Half a moment.

Zhu Zhuqing slowly raised his eyes.

The usual sense of coolness and distance before, slowly dissipated like mist blown away by the night wind.

What was revealed in his eyes was a deep exhaustion and a stubbornness that refused to bend.

"For... freedom."

When she spoke these words, her voice was a little dry.

"I want to become stronger so that I can truly control my own destiny and get rid of my family's Binding."

She took a deep breath, as if to get rid of the tightness in her chest.

Then, start your own story.

"I was born in the Star Luo Empire, Zhu Family."

"The inheritance Martial Soul of our family is Hell Spirit Cat. This Martial Soul itself is not top-notch, but it has a special feature - it can be Martial Soul Fusion with the Star Luo Royal Family Dai Family's Evil Eye White Tiger Martial Soul."

"The fused form is called 'Hell White Tiger', and its power... is said to be very strong."

The corner of her mouth twitched, not a smile, but more like a cold self-mockery.

"So, Dai Family and Zhu Family are getting married for generations. The purpose is very clear, just to use Martial Soul Fusion Skill."

This is also the reason why Star Luo Imperial Family does not have any Titled Douluo but has still not been destroyed.

Two Soul Douluo are comparable to Titled Douluo after using Martial Soul Fusion Skill.

When the word "marriage" was mentioned, the sarcasm in Zhu Zhuqing's tone almost overflowed.

His fingers lifted up unconsciously and gently pressed somewhere on his shoulder through the clothes.

There is a very faint old scar there.

"Star Luo Royal Family's rules are cruel."

She continued, her voice lowered but clearer.

"There is only one place for heir."

"So, not only are the princes competing with each other, but their fiancées, our Zhu Family's daughter, will also be involved in this life and death game."

"My Elder Sister and Zhu Zhuyun and I have been placed on opposite sides since childhood."

"One day in the future, she and I can only stand together Star Luo Empire."

She paused, and a faint, almost numb emotion flashed across her eyes.

"There is no way out for losers. Either their existence will be completely wiped out, or they will be imprisoned in a dark place for life, like abandoned objects. Living is just living."

The candle flame jumped suddenly.

Lin Qingmo looks calm.

He already knew this, and he only asked Zhu Zhuqing to tell her personally just to see her sincerity.

Xiao Wu's hand unconsciously clenched Lin Qingmo's fingers with great force.

Zhu Zhuqing didn't look at them.

Her eyes seemed to have passed through the wall and fell into the distant and cold past.

"I think you all know, Dai Mubai is my fiancé, Third Prince of the Star Luo Empire."

"But, Dai Mubai he..."

Her throat moved, and for the first time there was an unconcealable tremor in her voice.

"He escaped."

"When we most needed to face the oppression and pursuit of Elder Sister together, he ran away alone because he was afraid of Dai Weisi's power."

"Leave me, leave everything Star Luo Empire behind, and run here."

She closed her eyes.

When he opened it again, the fragility in his eyes was quickly frozen, leaving only a cold light.

"I am alone, facing the people sent by Elder Sister. How I got there all the way, I sometimes can't even remember. I just remember that I can't stop and I can't die."

"With great difficulty, I came here and found him."

She looked out the window at the thick night, her eyes as cold as a frozen lake.

"I thought I could at least find some support, or a comrade who was equally unwilling and wanted to resist."

"What's the result?"

Zhu Zhuqing laughed softly, but there was no warmth in the laughter.

"I found out that he was already dead."

"Indulging in wine and sex, indulging yourself, losing all fighting spirit, like a stupid coward."

"From that moment on, I totally understood."

Zhu Zhuqing turned back and his eyes fell on Lin Qingmo's face again.

This time, her eyes were extremely clear and firm, like a tempered blade.

"No one can be trusted, not even my family, not my fiancé. The only one who can seize my destiny is myself."

"I must become strong, strong enough to tear the net that surrounds me, strong enough to decide where I should stand and how I should live."

"This is my purpose."

She said word for word, "For freedom, to live, and to live according to my own wishes."