Every single member of the Menggui Sect remembered that day in their lives: Enforcers of justice in black trench coats pushing open their doors, stepping before them to reveal the identity and fate of the "demons," along with the color-coded cards marked in red within the family.
From that moment on, they could no longer control their own lives. Those shadowy figures in trench coats clung to their destinies like maggots clinging to bone. A life of freedom had never belonged to them; from the very second they were judged as "demons," their existence completely lost all meaning.
Yet who could accept a life that was stripped of meaning from birth?
Chapter 613