Cheng Shuang patted the demon infant's bald little head, finding it somewhat amusing, "You can be scared too!"

"I'm not afraid, it's just that your appearance is unfamiliar to me!" the demonic infant argued angrily.

"You won't hurt me, so you haven't seen my other side." Cheng Shuang's words were loaded with meaning, and the demon infant immediately shrank its head. It was recalling that at the beginning, it didn't seem to be very friendly.

Before the demonic infant could feel guilty, the little girl smiled and said softly, "Besides, I still need you to protect me here!"

The demonic infant immediately puffed out its chest, its fierce little face full of smugness.

They really are children; they're so easy to coax.

Aresa watched their interaction quietly, then lowered her eyes again. She felt an inexplicable unease, an emotion beyond anger.

She could have taken the opportunity to leave, but she stayed because of a strange question in her mind.

Can a human and a demon coexist harmoniously?

Does this human know the identity of the gray-skinned child?

Don't humans reject those who are different?

Even though Alessa is not a witch, she was just given the title of witch and was forced to endure all kinds of unfair bullying. Why does the little gray child receive special treatment from this human?

On what grounds?

Power surged within the dark entity, but a small blue claw slapped onto the back of her hand, swiftly severing her connection with the power.

Aresa snapped back to reality and saw the little gray boy baring his teeth at her threateningly, "You are our trophy, you have to come with us!"

That kind of self-confidence, that confidence that comes from having someone protecting you, is infuriating. It's like they're announcing to the whole world, "I have someone protecting me, but you don't!"

Alessa felt jealousy, overwhelming jealousy!