Xing Lou held a complicated expression. Involuntarily, his arms around Ji Fengyan tightened a little.
"It's not that I don't approve, but I want to destroy their plans."
Ji Fengyan widened her eyes. She thought she saw a glimpse of pain and hatred in his eyes.
As if he realized he had revealed his own emotions, Xing Lou quickly covered up his feelings. He looked at Ji Fengyan and remained silent for a period before speaking. "I am not Xing Lou."
"…" Ji Fengyan was dumbstruck.
"I am a member of the Heavenly Fiend Clan, but I am not of the Divine Temple." Xing Lou gave a bitter smile. He slowly explained the secret which he had kept hidden in his heart for thousands of years.
The Heavenly Fiend Clan had not been so wildly ambitious in their earlier days. Although they were very powerful and without peer, they remained in their own territory after the gods departed from this world. They seldom interacted with the other races.
