"Don't turn your back on a live Mutant Beast, don't you understand this?" Ji Ning sternly reprimanded.
"I... don't..."
"Even the weakest Mutant Beast has the ability to retaliate. Being merciful to them is like serving yourself as a meal to them. Ye Tong, do you know how your current good life came to be?"
Ji Ning fiercely pulled out her dagger, kicked the Mutant Tiger's corpse aside, and turned to look at Ye Tong.
The white protective suit was stained with a large patch of red.
Ye Tong bit her lip, afraid to speak.
"Without me... our ancestors who fought hard with Mutant Beasts to seize survival, can you still be dreaming of being a War God while acting as an extra now?"
"I'm sorry." Ye Tong cried out, looking at the slash on Ji Ning's shoulder made by the Mutant Tiger, filled with fear and regret, "Sister Ning, are you okay? Are you hurt?"
Ji Ning didn't want to deal with her, squatted down, and furiously started to skin the Mutant Tiger with her dagger.
