"Are you going to tell me or not?" Nangong Natsuki's expression turned stern. This was the first time she had encountered someone so disobedient. With her domineering nature, how could she stand being contradicted?
"Fine, I'll tell you. It was someone named Michael." Chen Fan spoke while picking his teeth with a toothpick, looking utterly unconcerned.
Nangong Natsuki froze, then frowned at Chen Fan. "Do you mean the God-like Michael?" She had heard of Michael. This world had legends about him as well.
Chen Fan was startled by Nangong Natsuki's words and nearly fell off his chair. Seeing his reaction, Nangong Natsuki knew she had guessed correctly.
"Hey! Does this world also have traces of that guy?"
"Yes, but they're all just legends. This world has many races—demons, elves, beastmen—so there are plenty of legends about angels as well. Naturally, there are stories about the God-like Michael. However, the Church's influence was almost completely uprooted, so all that remains are legends."
"Whew..." Chen Fan looked relieved.
Seeing that Chen Fan seemed to have relaxed, Nangong Natsuki asked, "Is a God-like being really that frightening? This world has gods too. Michael is merely God-like, not a true god."
Chen Fan smiled when he heard that. "I don't know what the gods of your world are like, but I imagine the ones you speak of aren't much. This world's information is too limited to even convey my information accurately."
"You say that as if you're a god yourself."
Chen Fan smiled. "Not as if. I am, in a sense, a god myself."
"You're a god, yet you were chased by a God-like being? You don't seem all that impressive. What right do you have to judge our world?" Nangong Natsuki showed Chen Fan no courtesy. She felt that his tone always carried