Shen Ying did not reply. But the more Lonemoon spoke, the more he blurted out. "I've been in Blackheaven Sect for over three hundred years and I've treated that place as home, thinking that cultivators are different from mortals. Perhaps the sect's rules were right. As a sect, everyone needs to be in the same boat and move together. But I never imagined that once the Xuan Yuan Family arrived, they wouldn't even put up a fight and immediately wave the white flag. So much for a sect's principles. It was such an eye-opening experience."
"What immortal sect cultivators. At the end of the day they are just some selfish, normal human beings." He sighed, as if letting go of something, then turned to look at the person beside him and said with a smile, "Shen Ying, thanks a lot! Since you're so loyal, from now on you're my sister!"
