The woman's fingers were thin and soft. Yin Feng found it comfortable. He obediently sat up but kept his arms draped over the back of her chair. He discovered that he liked this feeling.
"Their leader..." Yin Feng started, "What he imparts to them is not evil but 'goodness'. He tells them that they're doing the right thing, perhaps even telling them that they're atoning for their sins. He tells them that by carrying out this kind of 'punishment', they are healing their emotional scars. What he bestows on them are all seemingly positive, virtuous, and beautiful influences. Thus, we've seen that these people can live peacefully and soundly in a single home. They are incredibly loyal to their organization, unyielding and unafraid of death. They believe that 'he' has cured them when, in reality, they're walking an even more twisted path."
You Mingxu twirled a small empty teacup between her fingers, " 'He'?"
