"Actually, Guai Guai is a creature of the Demon Realm too... Whatever the case, the form Guai Guai exists in is simply different. Would you abandon Pei Ling if he became a demon, Sect Leader? Would you see him as a scourge?"
Qiao Ranran's voice was hoarse. She had read stories like this before: someone sacrificed themselves for all living beings, only to end up scorned by the world. All because, while driving out the darkness, they were accidentally tainted by it. Then they became a thorn in everyone's eye, a splinter in their flesh, someone anyone had the right to kill.
Who was responsible for a tragedy like that? And they even dressed it up as "putting an end to future trouble." Since that person had already sacrificed themselves, should they sacrifice everything else too?
The Dragon-Slaying Hero became the Evil Dragon in the end.
Her thoughts had suddenly wandered. Pei Ling might not even have become a demon, and Ji Qingming had not answered yet, but Qiao Ranran was already aching for him.
How many people could still treat others as they normally would under such circumstances, without resentment or regret? Especially someone like Pei Ling, who would never accept it without resentment or regret. He would repay the world in his own way and seek justice for himself.
Ji Qingming gave a thoughtful hum. "I understand. Who else have you told?" This was no small matter, and he knew word of it could not be allowed to spread lightly.
"No one." It had all happened so suddenly, and the matters involving Xi Lingge and the Little Wooden Puppet had interrupted her. Qiao Ranran had not told anyone else. Whether anyone else had noticed something, she did not know.
She saw nothing wrong with telling Ji Qingming. She