Chapter 1977: Azi: What a Beast! (Second Update, Requesting Subscription)

For over a decade, no one cared for her; now that someone finally did, Azi thought of many things.

She was an orphan—why should anyone care for her?

To become an orphan, if one claims to harbor no resentment, that is absolutely impossible.

Azi was indeed a wicked seed, but she was by no means born wicked.

Even if Qiao Feng had been cast into the Star Dwellings, the outcome would have been much the same.

Environment is extremely important to a person.

Azi no longer remembered how many times she had hoped her parents would come to rescue her and take her home, until gradually that hope turned to resentment…

This resentment grew daily, unceasing and endless.

By her teens, Azi's resentment had reached its peak.

She once thought that what flowed in her veins was not blood, but resentment.

Only by feeding on resentment and finding joy in human lives could one survive in a place where people devoured each other.

One day, she would leave the Star Dwellings, seek out her origins, and ask her heartless, cruel parents how they could abandon her.

A beautiful orphan who grew up in the Star Dwellings must harbor a ferocity no ordinary person could imagine.

People often say that a salary slave's resentment is stronger than a ghost's.

But Azi's resentment was far stronger than any salary slave's.

After all, her environment was nothing like that of a salary slave.

Now, suddenly encountering kindness, Azi immediately thought of her parents and triggered a stress response, unleashing the resentment she had buried for over a decade.

This reaction had no cause, yet it was utterly real.

When a person becomes a hedgehog, guarding against everything around them, whether faced with cruel words or gentle treatment, both feel the same—they both trigger their defense mechanisms.

Yet, circumstances forced her hand; Azi suppressed her resentment and smiled: "Thank you, sister."

Mu Wanzhen looked at Wang Yuyan and said: "Let's go."

Wang Yuyan pointed to the remaining buildings of the Star Dwellings: "I remember the Divine Wood King Cauldron in the Star Dwellings still has some use—let's find it and sell it for some points."

Along the way, Wang Yuyan had transformed from a naive noble daughter into a frugal housekeeper, always thinking of harvesting points.

After all, immortality was highly tempting.

Mu Wanzhen nodded, swept her spiritual sense, instantly located the Divine Wood King Cauldron, summoned it from afar, and tossed it into Shangcheng.

"Not bad."

She grabbed Wang Yuyan and vanished from the Star Dwellings in an instant.

After traveling hundreds of li, they found a place with clear mountains and bright waters.

"This place has clear mountains and bright waters—perfect for talking."

Azi heard this and was filled with terror.

Clear mountains and bright waters = a feng shui treasure spot.

Will they bury me right here?

No!

Azi turned pale, screamed inwardly: I haven't taken revenge yet—how can I die?

"Azi, what's wrong?" Zhu asked. "Thinking of the Star Dwellings again? It's over now. From now on, sister won't let you suffer."

Azi stared at Zhu, confused—why was this woman so irritating, always acting like an elder?

"I'm your real sister!"

She pulled out a golden lock pendant and placed it in Azi's hand.

Azi took it, her expression shaken: "Sister? I suppose you've spent these years by our parents' side—surely you've lived well!"

Her face remained calm, but the bitterness in her words spread thickly.

Zhu's eyes reddened; she softly shook her head: "I was given away too, just like you—how could I have had such fortune?"

Azi froze, then burst into wild, hollow laughter—laughing as if she couldn't believe it.

What kind of parents would give away both of their children?

Isn't that sheer beastliness?

Seeing Azi lose control, Zhu said nothing more.

After all, surviving to grow up in the Star Dwellings was already extraordinary.