Ling Feng noticed the strangeness of the girl's arm as well. His eyes suddenly widened, a gleam flashing through them.
Could this girl be... Qing Lin?
That pitiful girl born of mixed Snake-People Tribe and Human Race ancestry?
Surprise crossed Ling Feng's face, and he could not help studying the girl before him carefully once more.
Judging by her build and age, Ling Feng grew increasingly convinced that she was the girl he had in mind.
"S-sorry, I didn't mean to frighten you... I'm sorry... sob..."
Curled in on herself, the girl in green sneaked a glance at Ling Feng when he remained silent for so long. But when she saw him staring motionlessly at her arm with wide eyes, Qing Lin's face turned deathly pale. She quickly pulled down her sleeve and apologized timidly, until she could no longer hold back her quiet sobs.
Looking at the girl huddled in the yellow sand, trembling and weeping softly, Ling Feng felt an inexplicable tremor in his heart.
He knew that humans and the Snake-People Tribe bore an age-old racial grudge against each other. In particular, the families of humans who had died fighting the Snake-People Tribe hated them bitterly.
Precisely because of this, Qing Lin, who carried the blood of both races, suffered rejection and loathing from both. This was also what had made her so timid.
"Don't be afraid. This isn't enough to scare me."
Looking at the pitiful girl before him, Ling Feng could not help feeling compassion for her. As he saw it, carrying the blood of both races was not Qing Lin's fault.
She, who possessed both human and Snake-People blood, was the one who suffered most. She had never been given a choice. From the moment she was born, she had been forced to bear