A Luo had never imagined she would be reborn right in front of Feitan.
She looked at Feitan, still a half-grown child, inside the iron cage.
Especially at the wounds covering him, many so deep they exposed bone.
Her heart softened despite herself.
Her earlier resolve to teach the brat a proper lesson the moment she got a chance vanished.
She even kindly tossed him the meat bun in her hand!
Judging by the timing, he had probably only recently left his companions to venture out on his own.
Honestly, although the brat had always had a bit of a thug in him, he really had not been as twisted as a child as he became when he grew up.
But that was as far as her kindness went!
Given all the bad blood between them later on, giving him a meat bun now was already an extraordinary fit of saintly compassion on A Luo's part.
As for expecting her to rescue the brat and then raise him properly...
A Luo curled her lip. The thought had never even crossed her mind.
The next few days went just as they had before A Luo transmigrated.
Every day, Feitan and the others were sent into the underground Beast Arena to fight wild animals to the death.
The brutal slaughter and splattering blood thrilled the spectators.
Even Feitan, still a boy who had yet to grow up, was no exception.
No!
More precisely, his being a minor made it an even greater feast of grotesque entertainment in those spectators' eyes!
Every night, watching those scenes made A Luo want to throw up.
She could not help it!
Even after all this time, the smell of blood was still what she hated most.
That was why she could never understand these bloodthirsty sickos!