"Work?"
Alaina didn't speak Chinese or English, but Qiu Ren could understand what she meant.
The Lords of Nightmare also had the ability to switch to different languages, but only Tapir, this Lord of Nightmare who always communicated with the death row prisoners in Fengdu Prison, could speak fluent Mandarin.
Like Lian… It had a weird accent when it spoke Chinese.
So, when Alaina heard some specific words, she couldn't understand.
"Working for the other Lords of Nightmare, like Tapir and Lian here… They both like to absorb a particular emotional energy, but there are all kinds of emotions a person can experience in a Nightmare Dungeon. Which one do you take in?" Qiu Ren asked.
"…All."
Alaina said a word that made Tapir and Lian a little envious.
