Ouyang Qiuhai looked at the scene before him and felt a sense of disbelief. This group of pitifully ignorant and lowly Demon Clan members, not one of them suspected anything was amiss. Instead, they exerted all their strength for the opportunity to be chosen as a dog.
"Does it feel incredible?"
"Sister Yu."
Ouyang Qiuhai turned his head to look at Sikong Yu, who had somehow arrived by his side. Sikong Yu gazed ahead at the fighting and said, "You and I both come from prestigious families, having enjoyed the best conditions and cultivation resources since childhood."
"If you think from our position, naturally you won't get the answer. But if you put yourself in the shoes of those people, you'll find it all very understandable."
"Hmm?"
Ouyang Qiuhai frowned.
