Aslit saw Kula Doreen and Qiuye but chose to ignore them.
"I don't care if there are other irrelevant people here.
Just hurry up and tell me your answer.
Do you agree or not? What exactly is loaded on your ship?"
"Speaking like this will make your family disappointed. After all, you have lived together for a long time, isn't there any attachment?"
Aslit sneered, "Family?
What a disgusting word. I would never acknowledge those people as my family.
They always treated me as a dispensable tool, flattering me when they needed me, and once I lost my value, cast me aside like a replacement, into the trash.
How dare those beasts claim to be my family?"
Alista's roar echoed over the sea.
In the past, she was also dazzling, endowed with high hopes from the family, thinking she was unique and irreplaceable.
Until... she was discarded like a worn-out doll.
Beneath her lay countless dolls similar to her, motionless, with vacant stares, all sacrificial victims in the family's history.
