As Yun Chujiu spoke, she raised the large kitchen knife in her hand. The Phantom Beast’s eyes no longer had the anger and bloodlust from before, only fear and confusion.
As Yun Chujiu’s large kitchen knife approached, it let out a low growl, mixed with unwillingness, resentment, and a little grievance.
Was it going to die just like that?
Although this little human girl was quite sick, there was one thing that was right. It had been muddled all its life. It did not know where it came from, nor did it know why it lived here
From the moment it became conscious, there was only one thought in its mind, and that was to attack the humans that had entered its territory. Its life was really sad.
It closed its eyes and ended it. Perhaps its existence was a mistake.