Diefang looked at the elves around her and fell silent.
The problems of the Elven race are... huge, huge. The current situation is far bigger than she imagined, to the point that even if the four of them tried their best, they would not be able to cure it.
This is not their experience.
Their experience may indeed have only helped Xin'an repel them.
Life was considered as insignificant, and women were treated differently because one group had always been predominantly beautiful, leading to an excessive surge of desire.
What they didn't know was... this was just the tip of the iceberg of the Elven problem.
Which race, when fighting amongst itself, would sacrifice its own people to gain aid from other races?
What race would regard offspring with mixed bloodlines as something to be traded and consumed?
What race would deliberately tie up female enemies on the battlefield and force them to 'choose'?
...
Even for Shin'an, not every elf changes these views.
Haotian saw all of this.
The situation of the human race back then was far worse than that of the elves.
The current situation of the human race is much better. At least all those sordid and dark things will never be able to appear in the open under the management of the Human King's Palace.
Repeated purges have failed to bring goodness to a race; the dark side seems destined to remain. If that dark side were truly eradicated, then this race might become a rare and endangered species in this world.
Not to mention the fact that the Elven race has not been cleaned up at all in the current situation.
Chu Xinqiao leaned against Haotian.
"Stop looking, it's late. They ultimately have to forge their own paths. Darling, when will you look at me more? I'm getting jealous. Tonight, can you at least look at me..."
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