"Could it be... like 'dragons give birth to dragons, phoenixes give birth to phoenixes, and the sons of rats know how to dig holes'?" Ye Xingbei said. "Her parents were human traffickers. She grew up hearing and seeing this, so she probably didn't think her parents were wrong. It wasn't until she started school and got a bit older that she realized her parents were wrong, that what she was doing would ruin her life, so she stopped... She... was actually very clever."
"It's just a pity that her cleverness wasn't used in the right place," Beitang Tingxue snorted. "Even after she stopped, she didn't become kind! Meeting her really brought Master Zhan eight lifetimes of bad luck!"
She was much younger than Zhan Jinchuan, and felt embarrassed to call him by his name, so she simply called him Master Zhan.
"Indeed," Ye Xingbei nodded, agreeing deeply.
The two of them looked over at Zhan Jinchuan.
Zhan Jinchuan was leaning against the liquor cabinet, drinking.
