At every moment, countless questions arose in the world, most of them destined to go unanswered. Yet some people were good at socializing and asking around, and could more or less gather some information to ease their confusion.
It was just that the very fact they were "asking around for information" was rather confusing.
"What has he been doing lately?"
Blood Demon repeated the question, somewhat hesitant. It was not that he had to keep his mouth shut, but that he simply could not quite understand Ronan's behavior.
The one asking was Wan Liuhua, which basically meant it was Covenant Lord's intention. That old man was unlikely to be asking out of pure curiosity. There had to be some other purpose.
Blood Demon propped himself up slightly and looked through his sunglasses at the young man some distance away, who appeared even more leisurely than he was.
At the moment, the other's still somewhat thin body was sprawled on a beach chair, bathing in the warm sunlight as though he had fallen asleep. One elbow covered his face, blocking the overly harsh glare, while his lips moved faintly, as if he were talking in his sleep... or perhaps as if the sun had fried his brain.
Blood Demon studied him several times without getting anywhere, then simply lay back down and replied with a sigh. "According to him, he's reading while working out. He definitely does work out—every day, he drags Yabu and me over for a few rounds. He's very serious about tempering his body, but he's Mental Side. It's a little off-track...
"I know, he's balancing his Form and Spirit Framework. What's wrong with making a joke? And you, are you taking a shine to him because of—... Just kidding, just kidding!"
Blood Demon had a sharp tongue.