After bidding farewell to the Qingqiu Kingdom's ruler and Yousu's strategist, Shen Luo, Hu Bugui, and Misu left the palace first.
"Misu, it seems your Qingqiu Fox Clan is deeply dissatisfied with the Human Race and the Immortal Race," Shen Luo said.
"This... sigh, how should I put it? Since ancient times, we Qingqiu foxes have always been steadfast allies of the Human Race, right?" Misu thought for a moment but still did not know where to begin, so she asked instead.
"That is correct." Shen Luo nodded.
"But at some point, the Human Race gradually began treating our alliance as though it meant nothing, simply categorizing us as part of the Demon Race. And at some point, they began taking it for granted that the Qingqiu Fox Clan should live within Chaoyang Valley, restricting and targeting us, refusing to allow our people to spread elsewhere." Misu's expression rarely turned so serious.
Shen Luo was somewhat moved by her words, for even in his subconscious, he had believed that the Qingqiu Fox Clan ought to live in the Qingqiu region.
There was nothing strange about one person thinking that way, but once such a notion became the consensus of the Human Race, it was different.
"Great Tang's borders have continuously expanded beyond Chaoyang Valley, yet no matter how many generations our people multiply through, our territory remains limited to Chaoyang Valley. The moment we leave, it becomes an infringement upon Great Tang's borders. Under such circumstances, not only the clan elders, but many young members of the clan have developed resentment toward Great Tang, the Human Race, and even the Immortal Race," Misu said.
"Humans and demons walk different paths... humans and demons walk different paths..." Hu Bugui murmured upon hearing this.
Shen Luo fell silent, letting out a soft