"You're saying Feng Yi's death was an accident?"
"That is indeed the case. In my opinion, it would be better to turn swords into plowshares and stop fighting. It just harms the camaraderie, and besides, all of us are masters. Even if it doesn't hurt our camaraderie, hurting each other is not good either," explained the Blade Warrior with a face full of peach-blossom smiles. She secretly disdained these warmongers who were eager to fight. Even if they had to fight, they could wait until Mengdie handed over the Space Crystal.
"I don't care." The Blade Warrior was not afraid of these people. She had more than a passing relationship with Feng Yi, so naturally, there was no doubt about her words for Kexiao.
