Li Su did not answer. He merely looked at her in silence.
Of course he was not a slave. Not only was he not a slave, he was not even of an alien race. That was something he absolutely could not say. Even so, Nine Songs was in a rather dire situation, persecuted by her own people.
There was a saying: those not of our kind are sure to harbor different hearts!
Not to mention, he had a Sacred Kill Order hanging over him—damn it, a level thirteen Sacred Kill Order at that.
Catching him was equivalent to securing a billion-Dao-Realm cultivator, and one at Ning Wuxia's level, no less. His head was far too valuable.
Nine Songs did not press further, instead changing the subject. "What was your purpose in coming to Earth Clan City?"
"To grow stronger." There was no need to hide that. Even now, he was still growing stronger.
Nine Songs drew a deep breath and could not help asking, "Then why did you come to Peak Ascent?"
At that question, Li Su's mouth twitched, and he said with a pain in his liver, "An accident!"
Nine Songs froze. Fei beside her also could not help widening her eyes. That answer was certainly unexpected.
From the moment he had stepped in and saved her, Fei had realized that something was off about Li Su's identity. There was a problem.
Special-grade techniques and the like were still possible with enough effort and enough battles under one's belt.
But fighting one against ten—with several of the thirty-three mid-rank alien prodigies among them, alongside powerful opponents at the ten-million-Dao-Realm and hundred-million-Dao-Realm levels—and merely being severely wounded after more than ten minutes was already unbelievable. Yet in the end, he had appeared again as if nothing had happened and saved