Jiang Yuebai was quick-witted, and after a moment's thought, she boldly guessed.
"Could it be... your family also participated in that mission?"
Yun Shang lowered her head, a mist covering her eyes, and Jiang Yuebai knew she hadn't guessed wrong.
"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to bring it up, my mistake."
"You're not wrong! None of you are wrong! She, Yuu Qiuqi, returned triumphant, and everyone praised her greatness, but no one cared that the four who went with her all died at the hands of the Drought Demon. Without their sacrifice, would she have her achievements today?"
"Five years, it's been five years since my parents died. The Sect only compensated me with an Inner Sect Disciple status and tens of thousands of Contribution Points, letting me fend for myself in the Spiritual Beast Valley. No one even went to pay respects at their grave. Back then, it was her, Yuu Qiuqi, who came to our house begging my parents to go with her, but she didn't bring them back."
