The Curse of Shattering (21)

As a mysterious guest, Fu Qian's every move undoubtedly drew everyone's attention.

For a moment, everyone followed his gaze—then they all froze.

Including the person in question.

"Me?"

Now at the center of everyone's attention, Kamakura Mi spoke with difficulty, his voice sounding rather dry.

"If I can be of help, I'd be happy to try, but I may not be strong enough..."

He wasn't being modest. Although he was a family head, his strength was nowhere near outstanding compared with the people from the academy.

Everyone had seen how the few people from the Sword Participation Institute who'd just stepped in had fared.

Of course, the greatest pressure on Kamakura Mi came from the person who now didn't dare make a move at all.

"You're joking, right?"

Ni Huayuan had thought Fu Qian had some brilliant idea, but this was absurd.

"You want him to deal with an opponent that even two demigods couldn't handle? Isn't that a little too optimistic?"

Although he was technically speaking up for Kamakura Mi, he clearly hadn't considered sparing the Kamakura Family's feelings.

Of course, he didn't need to.

"Why not?"

Fu Qian gave a cold snort, his tone firm.

"The Kamakura Family has been guarding graves for generations. This thing showed up in a ruin—isn't that exactly their area of expertise?"

Put that way, it did seem to make sense.

Fu Qian's interpretation left everyone momentarily unable to argue.

"If you have a solution, then say it. If you're going to keep spouting nonsense, forgive us for not having time to indulge you."

So Ni Huayuan chose not to argue.

A few seconds later, he took a deep breath and spoke in the tone of an ultimatum.

"I think Mr. Yun has a point."

Unexpectedly, Cas looked thoughtful and came out