Fanatical Fan and Rebel Faction

'Fuck...'

'What does any of this even mean?'

'Why can't I understand any of it...'

After Shalad. Coles admitted his identity and acknowledged that he had once seen Xi Shenlian,

what awaited him was enthusiasm and fanaticism.

If the Giant Octopus in front of him had previously been somewhat lukewarm,

then the other party was now extremely enthusiastic—so enthusiastic that Shalad. Coles was already feeling a little embarrassed...

Looking at the other party, whose words were filled with flattery,

Shalad. Coles only felt that the situation was becoming harder and harder to understand.

Especially when the other party said with extreme adoration:

"His Majesty Xi Shenlian has long been the object of my heartfelt admiration. I wish I could immediately join His Majesty's command and die in his service. I only regret that the timing has never been right and that I have never encountered a suitable opportunity. Now that I have met you, I suppose that fulfills part of my wish... I wonder if Your Excellency could tell me just how glorious His Majesty Xi Shenlian's bearing truly is. I sincerely wish to experience it from afar..."

Faced with these words,

Shalad. Coles felt that although he understood every word when they were separated,

once they were put together, he genuinely could not understand them.

'What is all this supposed to mean...'

'Why is this guy so fanatically devoted to that Xi Shenlian fellow?'

The situation was like someone emerging from some remote mountain village, attempting to bring new technology and skills to save his hometown from disaster, only to suddenly discover that the tyrannical village chief who had always stayed hidden in the mountains and lorded it over everyone was actually renowned throughout the outside world.

Was that reasonable?

No!!

He could not understand it at all, nor