Bai Ling looked at Qingqiu Youyou with incomprehension.
"Are you not afraid of death?"
It was only natural for the weak to submit to the strong.
This was especially true for the Demon Race.
Qingqiu Youyou said, "Of course I am afraid. But there are things that I fear losing more than death itself. That is my dignity."
She inwardly groaned.
Thrilling to talk big at the moment, only to weep afterward.
She had spent too many years among the Human Race, especially the youths who were enthusiastic and pure, filled with idealistic colors.
So much so that she had been influenced by them without realizing it.
Dignity my foot.
Back then, she had mixed with both Humans and Demons, adept in managing relations, facing scenes multiple times where she was called a slut, a bitch, a whore to her face, which didn't affect her in the slightest, nor did it prevent her from taking revenge afterward.
Now, just kneel for now, and there will be opportunities to retaliate later.
