"They... siphon off our emotions, and what, they consume them?"
It's a baffling, impossible to believe claim, and unfortunately he's going to have to do just that, until he hears a more reasonable explanation from a more trustworthy source, and it wasn't as if one of those was likely to be roaming the halls.
Siphoning off their emotions as if they were eggs gathered from unsuspecting hens, that was the purpose for this kidnapping? It was a fantastical thought. What creature lacked the ability do do something as simple as feel?
His confused scowl lowers dark brows, and it's only hearing that this man is sixteen years beyond his time that lifts them. Surprise softens his harsh face. "Sixteen years -"
A skilled cultivator wouldn't have aged at all in that time, but this man - who knows. If they are from the same world, he could be sixteen years older than whatever boy Nie Mingjue might have crossed paths with, or he could be one of hundreds of cultivators he had never shared a battlefield with.
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It's a baffling, impossible to believe claim, and unfortunately he's going to have to do just that, until he hears a more reasonable explanation from a more trustworthy source, and it wasn't as if one of those was likely to be roaming the halls.
Siphoning off their emotions as if they were eggs gathered from unsuspecting hens, that was the purpose for this kidnapping? It was a fantastical thought. What creature lacked the ability do do something as simple as feel?
His confused scowl lowers dark brows, and it's only hearing that this man is sixteen years beyond his time that lifts them. Surprise softens his harsh face. "Sixteen years -"
A skilled cultivator wouldn't have aged at all in that time, but this man - who knows. If they are from the same world, he could be sixteen years older than whatever boy Nie Mingjue might have crossed paths with, or he could be one of hundreds of cultivators he had never shared a battlefield with.
"What Sect do you hail from?"