Ah?
Kill the master?
Ji Hongye was instantly at a loss.
After 42 years of slavery, the behavior and influence of her elders, and the assimilation by other slaves, her servility had deeply ingrained in her bones.
Let alone killing her master Zhan Meng, she didn't even dare to hit him.
"This is a world where the weak are prey to the strong. The ones who are bullied are always the kind-hearted. Only by learning to fight, to seize, to oppose fate, and to overcome yourself, will you have the confidence and ability to live the life you want. Otherwise, you will eventually die of your own cowardice."
Ye Xiu saw Ji Hongye's timidity and immediately gave her some motivational words.
Ji Hongye chewed over Ye Xiu's words, then looked at Zhan Meng, who was frantically begging for mercy, and her face gradually grew flush with color, her gaze gradually firmed.
Seeing this, Ye Xiu continued to encourage her:
