Hearing her words, Luo Ye gloomily pulled over a small stool and sat down. "It's not as simple as you think. What stands between Feitan and me isn't just a nonexistent Byakuya Kuchiki."
There were many other things as well—things he could not cross, and Feitan could not come through.
Xiao Ai grew more confused the more she listened. "Other than Byakuya Kuchiki, what other problem do you have? He doesn't even care whether you're male or female. Shouldn't that mean there's no problem?"
The biggest issue of gender did not even exist anymore. Shouldn't there have been no obstacles between them? But judging by his tone, it sounded like there were countless difficulties between them.
Xiao Ai asked again, "Or are you straight and can't accept becoming gay? But you don't look all that straight to me."
Luo Ye gave her a speechless glare. "What lies between Feitan and me are fundamentally different views of two different worlds. In Meteor City, I kill only because I have no choice. Once I leave, I'll restrain myself. But will Feitan?"
Before coming to Meteor City, he had already formed a sound personality. Even though his body had shrunk, he had not forgotten the education he had received. So when he killed someone, he would feel sad. But Feitan was different.
For someone who had grown up in Meteor City, killing was as simple as eating or drinking. People raised in that kind of environment would unconsciously kill even after entering an orderly society.
That was the essential difference between him and Feitan.
Xiao Ai fell silent, and Luo Ye continued, "He won't, because from the moment he was born, killing was the only education he received. Even after leaving, he still won't stop."
That was why the infamous Phantom Troupe existed.