The man with the gloomy face laughed.
"Just right, I have something to test here. Go over there and take a knife, kill them all. I want to see the difference between you using a weapon and bare hands."
However, this time, it did not move.
The orders of the Chu people were absolute. It was merely a tool, but at this moment, faced with the order to kill, it had the thought of not wanting to kill.
"I..."
It clumsily organized its words.
"They, can live."
"...Hmm?"
The man with the gloomy face frowned.
"What are you talking about?"
Not only him, but more Chu people gathered around. The tool displayed a tendency to defy its owner, a sign extremely dangerous and absolutely forbidden—evidently, the safest course of action was to destroy this threat.
Yet this slight intent to kill was sharply sensed by it.
Weren't the Chu people its family? Why would family want to kill it?
It couldn't understand, even its brain stopped thinking for a moment.
