Zhang Xiaoman knew, indeed it was true, perhaps to ordinary people, feelings are the most unreliable thing, completely fabricated products of metaphysics.
But upon reaching the Extraordinary Level and above, especially in their realm, since the Dark Spiritual Power they control already belongs to the power of rules, their feelings are no longer rootless drifting metaphysics, but rather a form of deduction.
Especially for a being like the Demon Princess, whose strength has already reached the Upper Transcendent Level, calling her feelings merely "feelings" is no longer appropriate in a strict sense; using the word "truth" seems more fitting.
Zhang Xiaoman secretly breathed a sigh of relief, no matter what, he was still himself, he and the Demon Lord only bore a resemblance.
Although saying it like this is somewhat inappropriate, he was still very happy, he did not wish to be anyone's reincarnation, he just wanted to be himself.
