This time, Pan Tingting nearly withheld nothing, telling Zhu Fei all about her relationship with the Blood Evil Sect and everything she knew about it.
However, although Pan Tingting was now the Holy Daughter of the Blood Evil Sect, she didn’t know much about the true core of the sect.
So what she had said wasn’t of much use to Zhu Fei.
After listening to Pan Tingting’s account, Zhu Fei suddenly frowned and asked, "Tingting, you’ve told me so much, yet you still haven’t told me why you became the Holy Daughter of the Blood Evil Sect in the first place."
Pan Tingting’s face stiffened upon hearing Zhu Fei’s question, and her complexion gradually turned ugly.
Zhu Fei was startled at first, then seemed to understand something and said apologetically, "Never mind, if you don’t want to talk about it, you don’t have to."
Unexpectedly, Pan Tingting shook her head stubbornly after hearing Zhu Fei’s words.
"It’s okay, Zhu Fei, since you want to know, I’ll tell you. Anyway, keeping this matter to myself has always been very painful. Talking about it might make me feel a bit better."
Seeing this, Zhu Fei didn’t say more but simply sat quietly beside her, waiting for Pan Tingting’s continuation.
A trace of sorrow crossed Pan Tingting’s face, and then she lowered her voice and slowly began,
"Seven years ago, when I was still in elementary school, I suddenly encountered a strange middle-aged man. Upon seeing me, he first took my hand, examined it thoroughly, and then said he wanted to take me away."
"At that time, my parents and my grandmother were all by my side. Naturally, they wouldn’t just let a stranger take me away, so they got into a conflict with the strange middle-aged man."
"But who would have known..."
At this point, Pan Tingting’s already somber face suddenly showed a hint of resentment.
In a voice filled with hatred, she said, "That man, he just killed my parents right there in front of everyone on the street! He even chopped off their heads..."
"Hehe, Zhu Fei, can you imagine? I was only twelve years old at the time, watching my own parents being beheaded, the blood spraying high from their necks, almost entirely staining my vision red..."
As Pan Tingting spoke, a cold smile suddenly appeared on her face, but tears had unknowingly started to slide down her cheeks.
"I remember clearly, at that time, I didn’t cry but just stared straight as my parents’ bodies fell, feeling nothing but coldness and hatred in my heart..."
"That’s right, from that time on, I had already understood what hatred was..."
Hearing this, Zhu Fei sighed inwardly, feeling a touch of pity for Pan Tingting’s childhood ordeal.
In fact, he had seen similar human tragedies in his previous life, too many to count, and his heart had long become somewhat numb to such things.
But since it had happened to Pan Tingting, Zhu Fei naturally couldn’t remain completely untouched.
He then reached out, gently patted Pan Tingting’s shoulder, and for a moment, he didn’t know what comforting words to say.
He had merely been curious as to why Pan Tingting had become the Holy Daughter of the Blood Evil Sect, never expecting to hear such a tragic backstory from her.
"Hehe, Zhu Fei, it’s nothing, you don’t have to comfort me, I am not as fragile as you think."
Who knew that at this moment, Pan Tingting was actually giving Zhu Fei a faint smile.
Although her smile seemed inconsequential on the surface, it even carried a bit of a carefree air, having seen through the ways of the world.
But Zhu Fei understood very well how much bitterness and sadness were hidden behind Pan Tingting’s smile at that moment.
After all, in his previous life, he had been an orphan, so he could deeply empathize with Pan Tingting’s current mood.
He was also the only one who understood how difficult it must be for Pan Tingting, harboring the hatred she felt inside, to still appear so cheerful and uninhibited.
And this was precisely what Zhu Fei admired most about the current Pan Tingting.
"Um, if I’m not mistaken," he said, "the person who wanted to take you away back then should be the Blood Evil Sect Master, right? If so, then why...?"
"Hehe, you mean to say, since that person is the killer of my parents, why would I still get involved with him? And even become the Holy Daughter of his sect, right?"
Before Zhu Fei could respond, Pan Tingting had already continued, "Because he kidnapped my grandmother and threatened her life, saying if I didn’t do as he ordered in the future, he would dismember my grandmother."
"Although I still have no idea why he wanted to take me away at that time, with my grandmother as a hostage, what choice did I have?"
"Oh, so your grandmother now..."
Zhu Fei nodded, indeed, if that was the case, then no matter how much hatred Pan Tingting held in her heart, there was nothing she could do about it, at least not until her grandmother was rescued. She would never dare to defy the Sect Hierarch’s orders.
"I don’t know! For the past seven years, I have never seen a trace of my grandmother again, I really don’t know..."
Pan Tingting suddenly grasped her own hair, her face showing an expression of extreme pain and sadness, which even affected her speaking tone, causing it to tremble slightly.
Zhu Fei looked at her with pity.
He knew that Pan Tingting’s grandmother most likely no longer existed, with a ninety-nine percent probability.
Being part of the Ancient Martial World now, how could Pan Tingting not know the behavior of these people?
It’s just that she was unwilling to face this reality now, at least until she received definite news, she was unwilling to accept this cruel truth.
Zhu Fei could understand this, so at that moment, he did not break the news to Pan Tingting, but after a slight pause, he suddenly said to her:
"Tingting, about why that person wanted to take you away initially, I might know the reason."
At that moment, Zhu Fei had decided that he would tell Pan Tingting about her situation.
Also, if Pan Tingting was willing, he would even pass on a suitable Cultivation Method to her.
Whether out of sympathy for a friend’s plight or simply to help a friend, Zhu Fei would not hesitate.
"What...what? Zhu Fei, you really know the reason?"
Pan Tingting suddenly looked up, her eyes wide with astonishment as she looked at Zhu Fei, almost in disbelief, she blurted out.