Zula's question plunged Xu Nan into a deliberately profound silence, but the next moment, the ratfolk leader, who looked incomparably solemn, suddenly relaxed and added:
"...Of course, from another perspective, this may not be a bad thing."
"At least now, when the Itka Ratfolk sleep, they complain about the metallic noises from your city-state's mines, rather than those terrifying mutterings and chants."
Xu Nan raised his eyelids slightly. Had they finally gotten to the point?
He had actually always been curious about the origins of the demons Zula spoke of.
Even with Lost Paradise backing him, the intelligence in Xu Nan's hands still did not reveal the origin of the mysterious power near the Emerald Mine. Even the all-powerful Mr. Smith had been vague on the matter, and Xu Nan was too embarrassed to trouble Luo Mang over everything.
Besides, Luo Mang had been elusive lately. Rumor had it he and Ansu Li were getting along splendidly—who knew love in old age could be so passionate? Xu Nan could not help feeling a strange sense of envy.
Back to the matter at hand, Xu Nan actually attached great importance to the Itka Ratfolk. Since they had lived here for so long, they must know something about the Emerald Mine and the mysterious forces nearby. Perhaps they could uncover some clues about the source of the "curse" Jiang Yuanchi had mentioned.
"I want to know more about those demons."
Xu Nan got straight to the point and said solemnly, "You need not question my resolve or my strength. Near the Well of Emptiness that day, you should have witnessed what I could do."
In truth, even he had not figured out how one swing of his staff had driven away all those monsters in the well. But if he wanted to