Tang Sui had considered many possibilities, thinking she might be a distant relative of Tang San, but never imagined she was his full sister!
According to Tang San, they were twins, born of the same mother. If one rounded it off, she was also a protagonist?
Tang Sui recalled when Tang Chen found her. In Tang Chen's words, she was on the verge of collapse then, about to perish.
This meant Tang San was still the protagonist, but she wasn't. In fact, she, this little butterfly, was having a rather difficult time.
It was right to cling to the protagonist's thigh, but one never knew if the thigh one was holding onto would be a wolf-tooth club amongst protagonists, easily becoming stepping stones or whetstones for the protagonist.
Especially with Tang San, who possessed the law of sacrificing anyone who got close.
"What... kind of person was I before?"
Tang Sui couldn't imagine herself living under the same roof as the Son of Destiny.
Mentioning the past, a hint of softness flashed in Tang San's eyes, and he began to recount every detail from the Holy Spirit Village.
Tang Sui gradually became lost in Tang San's narration.
Even without remembering, her mind naturally painted those scenes as Tang San spoke.
Warm... and incompatible with her.
When Tang San spoke of the mask, he paused, looking at Tang Sui with a hint of caution, and asked, "Sui Sui, can you still feel your other self?"
Tang Sui: "?"
Another self?
Was she a split personality before losing her memory? She didn't know herself... Oh, Face Spirit, she did have one dark and one white.
Tang Sui's expression remained blank as she listened to Tang San babble on about her having a second self who disowned all relatives and the things she did.
She listened silently the whole time, like a dutiful audience.
But only she knew what she was thinking beneath her expressionless little face.
As Tang San recounted the story of "the other her," she realized that in the first half, the "her" Tang San spoke of seemed to fit her personality from her previous life more closely.
In other words... the front part was all a facade.
As for the latter part...
Tang Sui mentally placed a question mark awaiting confirmation.
It wasn't until the end of the Continental Advanced Spirit Master Elite Tournament a year and a half ago that Tang San, his voice suppressed, finished describing the situation. He looked at Tang Sui, who seemed lost in thought, and exhaled, "For over this past year, not only my father, but Dean Flander and others, as well as Uncle Ning from the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School, have all been searching for news of you."
Even he hadn't expected to finally find a sister in the Slaughter City who had lost her memory and become smaller.
He secretly lamented the twists of fate and awaited Tang Sui's reaction.
Tang Sui stood up in unusual silence, her legs stiff from maintaining a posture for too long. Without a word, she walked towards the door.
"Sui Sui."
Tang San released his Blue Silver Domain, stood up, and called out to Tang Sui.
Tang Sui left him with a back half-hidden in darkness, but she didn't turn around.
"I know you're feeling very confused right now, and it might be difficult to accept such a massive amount of information all at once, but I would never harm you."
"Although I don't know what you experienced in the Slaughter City or what your relationship with the Slaughter King was, the people in the Slaughter City are not benevolent."
Having been in the Slaughter City for over a month, his killing intent grew daily. Even in the air, which acted as a slow poison, he sometimes became bloodthirsty, but he could quickly restrain himself. Sudan Novel Network.
Sui Sui had clearly been in the Slaughter City for longer.
He had observed that although Sui Sui was respected as a little princess by the envoys, it wasn't because of her brilliant performance in the Hell Slaughter Arena.
As they said, it was because the Slaughter King acknowledged Sui Sui as his "granddaughter."
Sui Sui hadn't participated in any Hell Slaughter Arena matches. Her killing intent... unlike his, which occasionally required time to suppress and was difficult to control, Sui Sui's control over her killing intent was as effortless as her father's, completely unrestrained by it.
That was one point. The second was that he discovered Sui Sui was not only effortlessly in control of her killing intent but was also completely unaffected by the slow poison within the Slaughter City!
At first glance, it seemed the mysterious and terrifying Slaughter King himself had protected Sui Sui very well.
But why would he treat Sui Sui so well without any familial ties?
He believed in people's kindness, but he didn't believe in free lunches in such a sinful city.
He still didn't know why the Slaughter King was good to Sui Sui, but he was absolutely sure that the other party wasn't a philanthropist, and there must be a reason he didn't know.
And then there was the assessor who proposed the seemingly merciful rules...
Thinking of this, a look of apprehension flashed in Tang San's eyes, and he said with a worried tone, "Especially that assessor who changed the Hell Slaughter Arena, he's even more unfathomable."
This time, Tang Sui slowly turned her head, her gaze fixed on Tang San, and replied slowly, "Oh, but I am the unfathomable assessor you're talking about."
Tang San's expression froze. He stared at Tang Sui as if petrified, a bad premonition rising in his heart. Just as he was about to try and salvage the situation, Tang Sui in front of him dissipated like mist and moon, merging into the darkness, disappearing from Tang San's senses without a sound.
Tang San: "......"
He showed a look of regret, not expecting to misstep this time.