The other Azure Outer Disciples blankly stared at the shameless Meng. Even more pity for Zar emerged when they imagined having such a Senior Brother.
"I'm sorry for your loss, Junior Brother Zar…"
"You always have a home here; this Senior Sister of yours will take care of you if it really comes down to it."
"Junior Sister, surely you don't mean to say that I'm unable to adequately care for him as his Senior, Senior Sister?"
Zar awkwardly scratched his neck, bowing his head to everyone speaking kind words. Though, on the inside, his emotions couldn't be any colder. The way he viewed everyone was as no more than covers for his identity; nothing more, nothing less.
They weren't friends.
He'd never find friendship with a bunch of Therians. The hateful, narcissistic creatures.
