That's right. Although Li Yao didn't understand what Zhao Kai was talking about, human emotions were always interlinked. Zhao Kai spat out a series of rapid and rapid words that were full of retroflex and retroflex sounds. The words flowed like water without any obstruction. The sharp syllables perfectly blended with the hideous expression on his face. It was as if he was speaking the language from his mother's womb. What else could it be if not his mother tongue?
The corner of his mouth twitched uncontrollably. Ruthlessness and indifference gradually spread out in his eyes. He did not care about his own life, nor did he care about the lives of other people.
