Xin Yun looked at Yan Qingying in disbelief and said, "So, you're telling me that you've had this Spider Dragon for two years already?"
Hearing Xin Yun's words, Yan Qingying nodded slightly and said, "That's right, I actually called forth my own dragon very smoothly when I was eight years old, and in three more days, it will have been exactly two years!"
Without pausing, Yan Qingying continued, "But I didn't want them to know any of this. Once you become a killer for the Demon Dragon Clan, all humanity is completely eradicated. I don't want to become a butcher."
Although Yan Qingying's words were simple, Xin Yun understood her thoughts completely. Killers of the Demon Dragon Clan had completely lost their humanity; they couldn't even be considered human anymore. Yan Qingying's decision was made out of sheer necessity.
