Although Lin Fei’s words were short, they struck directly at the heart of Dongfang Jiyue’s pain and deepest fears. Her family and the Jiang family were locked in a blood feud that had lasted for generations; both sides dreamed of annihilating the other down to the very last person. Falling into the hands of Jiang Fu, a man as sinister and depraved as he was ruthless, made her shudder to even think of her fate.
Beyond the fear for her own miserable end, she was deeply worried about the safety of her kin. She could never believe that a scoundrel like Jiang Fu would spare the members of the Fang Family. Furthermore, she felt a profound sadness for her father, who was now reduced to nothing more than a wisp of a primordial soul.
If there was any hope—even the slightest shred—to save herself and her family, she was unwilling to let it slip away, no matter the price.
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