Xu Le blinked. That was it? That was all?
"A great man once said, 'Though I wear Western clothes, my heart is still Chinese'... Do you understand the principle behind that?"
Feiying: ?
Xu Le snorted and lightly waved a hand.
"Heh, I suppose you wouldn't. Race, bloodline, power, soul-you place importance on these things. You care about them. But I'm different. Although I care about them too, to me, they've always been nothing more than tools to achieve my goals. As long as my own ideology hasn't changed, as long as I still consider myself human, then I am human."
After hearing Xu Le's answer, not only Feiying's expression changed, but Chi Xiao's and Cangming's as well.
Especially when he said that as long as his ideology hadn't changed, he would always be human.
There was suddenly a sense that his words went straight to the heart of the great Dao.
Feiying's imposing presence weakened a little. She seemed to care a great deal about Xu Le's answer.
"You believe you haven't changed. Fine. But have you considered that once your condition becomes public, your identity as one of the Children of Guyinduo will exclude you entirely from human society? No one will accept you or acknowledge you. In that case, even if you consider yourself human, what meaning would it have?"
At this point, Xu Le had more or less guessed what Feiying wanted to express.
He glanced at Cangming. This old bastard had been up to no good!
Most likely, he had performed some heinous experiment on Feiying and contaminated her bloodline, turning the Rotting Flesh and Blood God into someone particularly obsessed with bloodlines.
Xu Le didn't answer Feiying's question immediately. Instead, he turned to Chi Xiao.
"Chi Xiao, do you acknowledge me?"
"I do." Chi