Li Moxun's voice was soft, light, and touched with a hint of amusement. Hearing his words, Gu Yue stared blankly at him.
Then she let out a soft laugh. It was the first time Gu Yue had shown a smile before Li Moxun, her crescent eyes fixed on him.
Though that complicated look still remained in her eyes, her emotions had eased considerably. Perhaps she felt that Li Moxun was someone like her.
Or rather, their experiences and identities were somewhat alike. Just as Li Moxun could sense her loneliness, Gu Yue could sense his as well.
She knew that feeling all too well. Or perhaps the two of them were simply too similar.
No matter who they looked at, instinctively, they could not feel much emotion.
Because no matter whom those eyes gazed upon, there was not the slightest sense of familiarity. It was as though they were looking at strangers.
For Gu Yue, it was because of her identity.
She did identify with the title of ruler of the soul beasts.
After all, the entire soul beast race had come into being because of her existence. She could be considered the ancestor of all soul beasts.
Now that soul beasts were being oppressed, she naturally had to help them recover. But if one asked how much she truly felt for soul beasts, even Gu Yue herself would not believe it was much.
There was an enormous gulf even between dragons, let alone between her, the Silver Dragon King, and ordinary soul beasts. They could barely even be considered the same species.
She merely felt some sympathy for their plight. Coupled with her identity, that was why she intended to help the soul beasts.
In this world, she could not think of anyone she would truly care deeply about.