Jiang Quan's face turned pale, his already pallid complexion showing no trace of blood. He shook violently, his body trembling slightly.
The fate of a blood slave is incredibly tragic. From the mont one becos a blood slave, it marks the destruction of one's life. Controlled by the Blood Clan, reduced to a servant, life and death decided by a single thought, devoid of dignity. Even if one escapes the Dark Council, there's no place in this vast world for a blood slave to hide.
People simply refuse to accept blood slaves. They harbor contempt and disdain for these forr peers, pouring all their fear of the Blood Clan onto the blood slaves.
They never consider whether becoming a blood slave was voluntary, nor do they believe the sa fate could one day befall them. They only puml the downtrodden with righteous rhetoric, fists, and stones, smashing the heads of those filthy, cheap misfits.
Take this mont, for instance. Adam, with a look of disdain, yet asked Jiang Quan seriously, "Why don't you just die?"
Since you have already beco a blood slave and are no longer human, but a filthy monster, why do you still live?
This question has been pondered by every blood slave, and Jiang Quan is no exception. On those countless cold, despairing, horrifying nights, Jiang Quan had wished to die innurable tis but could never bring himself to act upon it completely.
There are countless reasons for soone to continue living in hopeless debasent—yearning for beauty, attachnt to family, and the occasional ray of hope shining through the Dark Prison, despite reluctance to let go.
These reasons are not powerful, yet they allowed Jiang Quan to endure over a decade of dark and suffocating days, only to be shattered by Adam's words today!
"Why don't you just die?"
"Why didn't you die the mont you beca a blood slave?"
At this mont, Jiang Quan actually began to regret not dying the mont he beca a blood slave.
Rescued and escaped from the Dark Council, but what of it? To reunite with family? If family were to look at him with that sa disdainful gaze, what should he do?
Suddenly, a warm hand patted Jiang Quan's shoulder. The hand was warm and filled with resolve, causing Jiang Quan, accustod to cold, to shiver slightly.
"Don't worry, as long as I'm here, no one can bully you. I'll put this matter to rest and find an elixir to treat your blood slave condition."
Xu Fan's soft reassurance at this mont sounded like heavenly music to Jiang Quan. Jiang Quan swore it was the most beautiful words he had ever heard.
"Why?" Jiang Quan's voice was sowhat hoarse.
In fact, Jiang Quan couldn't comprehend at all why Xu Fan would save him. Xu Fan is a big figure who doesn't even care about the Speaker, while Jiang Quan is rely a humble blood slave. Why is Xu Fan so kind to him? Out of pity?
Xu Fan smiled slightly and said, "You remind of a friend."
Tears welled up in Jiang Quan's slightly red eyes, but he snorted coldly, turning his face away.
Seeing Jiang Quan like this, Xu Fan chuckled softly, patted Jiang Quan's shoulder, then turned his face towards Adam, his expression already icy cold.
Due to the disparity in status, Xu Fan may choose not to argue with Adam, just as a dragon would not mock an ant's insignificance and ignorance, because he is undeserving. However, this does not an Xu Fan can let Adam run his mouth unchecked, nor allow him to hurt those around him.
Indeed, the Church of Light had shown care for Xia Xiaodie and others, and Xu Fan was grateful. Yet, the two matters do not conflict. Xu Fan would not neglect one over the other.
In other words, a re guard could not damage the relations between Xu Fan and the Church of Light.
But Adam ignored Xu Fan's cold deanor nevertheless, sneering once more, "I know you're a big deal, but where in this world is there an elixir to cure blood slaves?"
Jiang Quan's face paled again, while Xu Fan's expression also turned grave, his eyes casting a chilling gaze towards Adam.
Adam's legs weakened, nearly kneeling, overwheld by the trendous pressure, finally reminding him that the person standing before him was a big figure he could not afford to offend.
Yet Adam did not regret it. In Adam's mind, blood slaves are lowly and dood. Xu Fan might be soone important, but this is the Church of Light!
Within the Church of Light, no matter how powerful Xu Fan is, what could he possibly do to Adam here?
From the first glimpse of Xu Fan, Adam harbored deep animosity. What good person would associate with soone who keeps company with a blood slave?
"Kneel and apologize to my friend."
Xu Fan's icy voice sounded, causing Adam to shiver all over.
However, what followed quickly aroused anger in Adam.
To kneel and apologize to a blood slave? And in the sacred halls of the Church of Light?
What a joke!
"A blood slave? Worthy of my apology?"
Adam, flushed with agitation, drew his Broad Sword once more, this ti aiming at Xu Fan.
Adam believed Xu Fan wouldn't dare act within the Church of Light. How would a big figure treat a minor person like him kindly?
Xu Fan's previous politeness towards Adam instead strengthened Adam's belief that Xu Fan wouldn't dare act.
"Ha, the Church of Light is indeed discreet! Even the Dark Council's Speaker wouldn't dare aim Sword Finger at , yet a re guard of the Church of Light repeatedly brandishes his sword before ..."
This ti, Xu Fan was truly angered.
Adopting a guest's attitude, showing disdain to argue with Adam, Adam instead crossed the line!
With a cold smile, Xu Fan released his imposing aura for the first ti. Under the pressure of Zhiwei Realm Peak's aura, Adam's face turned pale, his legs weakened, collapsing to the ground with a thud, the floor already shattered.
"The Church of Light proclaims justice, yet discreetly acts, not purifying any Blood Clan, why is that?"
"Blood slaves are humans corrupted by the Blood Clan. Since the Church of Light claims to be light, it has the duty to rescue blood slaves. Why ridicule my friend when I rescue him from the Dark Council?"
"Your strength is just Vajra, your vision limited, yet you boldly declare that there's no elixir for blood slaves. Who gave you such courage?"
"Even the Archbishop of the Forces of Light wouldn't dare act rashly before , yet you, a re guard, dare aim your sword at ?"
Four consecutive questions like heavy hamrs struck Adam's ntal defenses hard! In an instant, Adam fell into deep confusion.
Are blood slaves not ant to be killed? Is this not an unquestionable fact? Why is it that the words from this person leave him no room for rebuttal?
"Even Yama wouldn't dare make a sound, yet a small demon dares to block my path, showing insolence!"
Xu Fan looked down at the disheveled Adam with cold detachnt, "Apologize to my friend, and slap yourself a hundred tis, and this matter will be forgiven."
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