When I went out for training, I met a Taoist priest. He was not as prejudiced against demons as other monks. He taught me how to read and brought me all kinds of human cakes.
I gradually fell in love with him, and I was about to give him a heart-protecting scale... When he stabbed me through the heart with his sword.
The young monk looked down at me from above, his eyes full of contempt, "If it weren't for my junior sister, why would I bother hanging out with a monster..."
It turned out that he didn't like me at all, and even said... That he hated demons, and he was only close to me to protect his heart scale. The reason why he attacked me was because he couldn't wait any longer.
He didn't expect that I would like him, nor did he expect that I would voluntarily give away the Heart Protector Scale...
Intention: Try harder