Han Fei, who had once been placed on the God of Beauty's dining table, always managed to gain the trust of female Fierce Ghosts due to his Underworld charm.
Unlike that bastard Fu Yi, he never deceived others with this trust. He understood that trust from Ghosts and Monsters can easily turn into extreme hatred, and if handled poorly, it would lead to endless pursuit.
"Since you also want to kill Gao Xing, we have no conflict of interest, and we can join forces." Han Fei reached out his hand to the woman, honestly without using any Ability.
"I can't yet resist Gao Xing. My Memory and humanity are sealed by Gao Xing in a certain building. If you can help me regain my humanity, I will assist you with all my strength to destroy his Shrine." The woman's voice was terrifying, mingling with hatred toward Gao Xing.
"But I think you seem pretty rational right now?" Han Fei felt a bit strange; Gao Xing's wife and mother both had very unique Hatred, not completely dominated by it.
