Who was Wei Wuyin?
Who was Long Chen?
These two questions were on the mind of the present elite crowd today, and especially the primary question that Na Xinyi had to thoroughly ponder on. Her dazed and slightly glazed eyes revealed the swarming mess that was her mind.
For all these years, nearing twelve years, she harbored an absolutely intense hatred for those responsible in the hunting, murder, and enslavement of her senior and junior sisters, brothers, and elders. Her entire sect had collapsed until it became nothing more than a figment of other people's memories.
At that time of her sect's swift demise, she hated the world for her weakness and swore revenge against those responsible. But she was too weak, and all she could do was flee at the behest of her fellow sect members. She left with those civilians and mortal elders unable to fight, with a few warriors to protect them. They didn't last long.
