"My father was a member of the Witch Race who secretly ran away. He didn't want to be trapped in some remote mountain valley his entire life. He used to say, 'Whether you're from the Witch Race or an ordinary person, if you can't even control your own destiny, what's the difference?'"
Gao Man Yun's voice was soft, yet every word was distinct. After being tortured by Black Profound for so long, she was extremely frail. As a result, her pajamas seemed to hang loosely on her, as if she were draped in a sheet. When the night wind blew, her hair danced, making it look as though her body was gently swaying along with it.
"Not long after he left his village, right here in Yun City, he met my mother. My mother was incredible—a demonic beast who could take human form. I don't know what kind of beast she was, though. Not long after I was born, my parents were killed by treacherous people. I only know all of this from what others have told me."
