"Isn't this a cruel curse?"
"Brother Chen, what do you think?"
Feng Xuewen looked at Chen Jie and expressed his opinion. Chen Jie thought for a moment but didn't answer. He understood Feng Xuewen's perspective and somewhat supported Feng Xuewen's idea; indeed, the act of calculating the future generations in is quite bad.
Descendants should have the life of their own descendants.
They should also have the opportunity to choose their own lives.
At this moment, Feng Xuewen said, "Actually, I hope outsiders like you would come and take away the inheritance of the Witch Clan. Once the Witch God Inheritance is taken, then the shackles of our clan will be gone. We can leave this mountain area and see the outside world. They can study, engage in commerce, hold official positions, and enjoy the world."
"Instead of being trapped in Wushan forever, never to be liberated!"
