"You don't have to thank me. You saved my life, so I naturally have to repay you." The woman looked at seemingly shocked Henry. "You came to my house and be a slave. You can do whatever you want. Even if you don't want to work, it's okay!"
"Oh, okay then!"
Henry was speechless.
This woman wanted him to be her slave. How could she say that she was trying to repay him?
Was there any justice in this?
However, the woman spoke very sincerely. It seemed that she really did Henry a great favour by making him a slave! "You should have guessed who I am, right?"
The woman said with a smile.
"This... I'm sorry, I didn't."
Henry was depressed.
He had only been in the Death Realm for a few days, how could he guess this woman's identity! "I wear colourful feathers, can't you guess who I am?"
The woman asked in confusion.
"Our White Feather Tribe has always lived in the mountains. We rarely interact with outsiders, so we don't know much about your Hong Clan."
Henry quickly prevaricated.
"Oh, no wonder you don't know anything!"
The woman paused for a moment and continued, "We, the Hong Clan, are classified based on the colour of the feather. For example, the White Feather tribe can only be decorated with one colour of feathers, while the nobles of the highest rank can be decorated with five- coloured feathers!"
As the woman spoke, she waved the five-coloured feathers decoration on her body.
"Oh, I see."
Henry didn't dare to say anything more. He lowered his head and pretended to be dull.
"I am Livaun Zi. Don't tell me that... you haven't even heard of my name, have you?"
The woman stared at Henry with burning eyes.
"Our White Feather Tribe has been in the mountain, and my position in the tribe is very low. As for what happens outside... I don't know anything."
Henry didn't know the identity of this woman called Livaun, so he had to continue to pretend to be stupid.
"Well, it seems that you really don't know anything!"
Livaun retracted her gaze and said, "I'm a general of the Hong Clan. My position is second only to the An People of Ursins. I'm a noble of a high rank among Ling people."
"Oh, I see."
Henry had no expression on his face, and his heart was in a mess.
Who were the An People and Ling People?
However, according to the woman's words and her clothes, Henry could guess that in this Death Realm, there was still a savage civilization with the slave society.
The An People or Ling People were supposed to be their official position or title.
"Is he your son?"
Livaun wrapped her arms around the Divine Baby and gave him a roasted piece of meat to eat.
"Mom!"
The Divine Baby took the roasted piece of meat and called her mother.
"Er... Why did he call me mom?"
Livaun was stunned.
"He doesn't have a mother. Who gives him food to eat, he will call them 'mom'!"
Henry shook his head and smiled bitterly.
"Where's his mother?"
"He is the child I picked up, he doesn't have mother."
"Oh..." Livaun hugged the Divine Baby and discovered the small wings wrapped within his clothes. She was immediately shocked! "How... how could he have wings?"
"Er... I don't know. I picked him up and he was like this."
Henry could not explain the wings of the Divine Baby, so he had to pretend that he did not know.
"This... this is the revival of a Hong Clan Saint!"
Moreover, those spaces were not the carefree and happy lands of the Divine Realm. Instead, they were filled with killing intent and hatred! Moreover, this Divine Baby was created by Henry himself, so how could he be a Saint of the Hong Clan?
Wasn't the Hong Clan's Saint Sylvia Lin?
"This child is foolish. I'm afraid he's not the saint, right?"
Henry saw that the Divine Baby had already eaten three big pieces of roasted meat.
"Then how could he have wings?"
Livaun examined the Divine Baby again. "His strength is about the same as an adult's, and he ate so much. It's obvious that he's a genius and is different from the rest!"
"But... he's a boy. I remember that the elders said that the Hong Clan Saint who was reborn in the past was a woman!"
"In the history of the Hong Clan, was there ever a Saint who had been reborn?"
Henry asked in surprise.
"There is! It is said that thousands of years ago, our Hong Clan Saint condensed her bloodlines and regrown. When she grew up, she regained her divine power and memories, but... she refused to unseal the seal and instead brought our Hong Clan out to the Divine Realm!"
Livaun sighed.
"Why?"
"Have you really never heard of the Hong Clan and Brute Clan?"
Livaun looked at Henry in confusion.
"I never cared about these things."
Henry continued to play dumb.
"The second- born Saint from the Hong Clan could've been able to undo the seal thousands of years ago and bring us to the Divine Realm, but she fell in love with a male slave and insisted on doing a copulation ritual! Once a Saint enters copulation with another person, she would lose the ability to unseal the seal of the Death Realm!"
Livaun sighed. "Of course, the Hong Clan's clansmen did not agree. They wanted to kill that male slave and discard the Saint's idea. Thus, the Saint, along with that male slave, came out from the Hong Clan and went to the western part of the Death Realm to establish the Brute Clan!"
"Although the Saint and the male slave died later, the Brute Clan and our Hong Clan had fought for thousands of years!"
"When that Saint regains her divine power, will she be able to use her divine power to defeat all of you?"
Henry asked curiously.
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