Homeless?
Wen Shu lifted her face and saw his sharp eyes filled with seriousness, feeling a hint of surprise.
"Aren't you seeking revenge against Romande? And the females of the Blood Alliance, if you're not among those bandits…"
She clenched the fabric in her palm.
When Luo Fei heard her words, a flicker of avoidance flashed in his red eyes, and his straight back silently bent a little.
"Don't worry, there won't be a Blood Alliance anymore," he looked down at Wen Shu, smiling as if relieved, "those vile males have been dealt with, and the other beastmen will form a new tribe under Beilan's leadership,"
"As for revenge…"
Luo Fei straightened up, the warmth of his fingertips gliding over Wen Shu's eye corner, murmuring like a sigh, "Nothing is more important than you."
Though he said this, a bitter feeling rose in his throat.
After planning for many years, he thought he would finally get his revenge, but it ended up dragging the woman he loved into the turmoil.
