"What do you think of this story?" Zhao Chenlu asked, blinking with an expectant look at Wang Jiu.
After a moment of reflection, Wang Jiu said, "Interestingly, I found a hint of resonance in those few members of the Demon Race..."
"Damn!" Zhao Chenlu's expression changed instantly, "Don't joke like that! You and the Demon Race are sworn enemies, don't seek resonance with them! And I'm not telling this story to advertise the benefits of extinction! I'm trying to say, have you realized what the extinction of the Demon Race was for in this story?"
Wang Jiu asked, "What do you think it was for?"
Zhao Chenlu said, "Although the outcome of the Demon Race's extinction was largely predetermined from the start, what truly led to their extinction was human civilization."
