"Tell the truth, is the tragedy of the Cat Demon Clan truly your order?"
Wen Xiao’ai refused to accept that the tragedy of the Cat Demon Clan was indirectly caused by her.
If it were true, even if she avenged the Cat Demon Clan, she would never forgive herself for a lifeti.
"..."
Nie Jiuque just looked at her, saying nothing.
After a mont, he finally spoke with a lack of confidence, "If I say it has nothing to do with , that it was all done by Zuo Yan behind my back, would you believe ?"
The tone was sowhat indifferent, yet full of sadness.
He stared into Wen Xiao’ai’s eyes, his clear gaze resembling a wronged child seeking trust from others.
"..."
For so reason, Nie Jiuque’s wounded gaze made Wen Xiao’ai’s heart feel inexplicably heavy.
She couldn’t help but wonder how much pain he must be feeling for his eyes to be so sorrowful.
She hadn’t seen his face; even now, she couldn’t see it, yet just from these eyes, she could imagine what his face beneath the mask might look like.
At this mont, his eyes were full of sadness and innocence, so much like how she felt during this period...
"You are the Devil Lord, Zuo Yan is your subordinate, how do you expect to believe you? Do you know how many innocent lives he has claid? From elderly unable to move to unborn children, his sins are heavy, death would not be enough punishnt, and your entire Demon Clan cannot escape guilt."
Every ti Wen Xiao’ai rembered those clan mbers who died in vain, she wished she could tear the entire Demon Clan to pieces.
Seeing the hatred in Wen Xiao’ai’s eyes, her red-rimd eyes, the anticipation in Nie Jiuque’s eyes gradually fell, making all his explanations seem so weak and powerless.
Indeed, he was the Demon Lord, Zuo Yan was his subordinate, what right did he have to profess innocence?
But...
"It really...wasn’t ..."
He choked with emotion, not daring to et Wen Xiao’ai’s accusing eyes.
"Don’t tell you knew nothing about Ye Qi being infected with the Blood Poisonous Insect."
"What are you saying? How could he..."
"You really didn’t know? Isn’t the Blood Poisonous Insect sothing only you possess?"
Nie Jiuque’s bewildered gaze truly did not seem like an act.
He, the proud Demon Lord, did not need to absolve himself, because neither she nor the entire Cat Demon Clan could do anything against him, he had absolutely no need to prove anything to her.
"Yes, but there’s also one inside Zuo Yan’s body."
Nie Jiuque was filled with anger.
What on earth did Zuo Yan do behind his back?!
For so reason, Wen Xiao’ai actually wanted to trust him.
A very mysterious and peculiar sense of trust.
She clearly didn’t know him, but she felt he wasn’t that kind of person.
Just as earlier in the Cat Demon Clan, he said he wouldn’t harm her clan mbers, she just truly believed him.
Wen Xiao’ai didn’t know what was happening to her; she constantly felt this person in front of her was particularly familiar, a kind of distant familiarity.
It felt as if she had known him for a very long ti.
Was it because she had dreamt of him so many tis before?
"What exactly are you trying to do? What’s your purpose in bringing here? What do you intend for my clan?"
Seeing that Wen Xiao’ai didn’t question him anymore, nor did she say anything about not believing him, Nie Jiuque felt a joy.
Of course, she hadn’t said she trusted him either, but he knew she did.
Even if she didn’t rember him now.
So feelings surely remain, no matter how much ti has passed.
Nie Jiuque’s burning gaze made Wen Xiao’ai particularly uncomfortable.
Forcing her to be wary once again.
Knowing full well he wouldn’t harm her.
"I will not harm you, nor will I harm your clan."
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