Immortal Yan saw Yang Fei's sorrowful expression and couldn't help but mock herself, "Feigning kindness and righteousness, if you were truly compassionate, how could you have killed so many people in the Duanmu Family?"
Yang Fei glanced at her, offering no explanation.
He never considered himself to be compassionate, for his hands were stained with countless lives. As for the enemies he personally killed, he never felt merciful or regretful.
But to kill the innocent without cause, that, he couldn't do.
"So who are you exactly, Immortal Yan, the demoness of the Poison Sect, or the young miss of the Helian Family?" Yang Fei asked as he looked at her.
Immortal Yan gave a seductive smile, "Does it really matter to you?"
Yang Fei nodded, "If you're the demoness, I indeed have reservations about revealing Taoist techniques to you, fearing that it would only bring more disaster to this world. But if you hail from a famous family, that would be different."
