* At the capital*
Several hundred meters above the ramparts, two silhouettes floated in the sky.
The Princess of the Nether Dynasty observed the city below with detachment.
At her side, Hue Qing.
"Look at them, Qing'er," began Xue Ming.
"They sleep, they fuck, they live insignificant little lives while your destiny calls you. "
Hue Qing turned her head toward the princess, her hands hidden in her sleeves trembling slightly.
"Is this... is this really necessary, Madam ?" she asked in a fragile voice. "So many lives for a simple demonstration ?"
Xue Ming seized her by the chin, forcing eye contact. A cruel smile stretched her lips painted in black.
"Pity is a mortal luxury, little one. I will kill them and you will devour them. Start getting used to this kind of feast, because this is how we will reach the top. You need Qi to stabilize your divine physique, and this city is a reservoir of food that only asks to be picked. "
