Xue Fanxin inexplicably felt countless anger and hatred, but many of them were not hers, but someone else's.
The anger and hatred seemed to come from her bloodline. It was her blood that was angry and resentful.
Ye Jiushang saw Xue Fanxin's abnormality. He reached out and stroked her head gently, comforting her. "Don't let yourself be in a mess. Don't worry about those emotions that don't belong to you."
After being comforted by Ye Jiushang, Xue Fanxin calmed down a little and continued to listen to the Red Dust Emperor.
