The tear tracks on her face gradually faded, but Xue Ling felt nothing. She didn't even realize she had been crying. She just stood there in a daze, looking not at all like the formidable Snake Emperor, but more like a helpless child.
WHOOSH…
A moment later, the space beside Xue Ling distorted, and Elder Yan's figure slowly materialized. He glanced at Xue Ling, then let out a long sigh and said, "Little girl, it's best if you don't provoke him for now. His current state of mind… it's not something we can possibly comprehend."
"Is it because of those people he cremated?" Xue Ling murmured.
"Those were his clan members. If your own family were killed, how would you feel? Sigh, human emotions… you still don't understand them," Elder Yan said with a soft sigh.
