"What a genius!"
"Wisdom! Now that's wisdom!"
"I never imagined that both of you, father and son, would be so clever."
"There's hope! The True Realm has hope!"
"I believe that with the two of you working together, the truth will surely come to light, and the True Realm will return to its former glory."
"And you'll surely be able to..."
"Enough!"
"I agree with everything you've said. But a few pats are enough. Keep going, and it'll seem insincere."
"But every word we've said comes straight from the heart."
"That's right. Not a single word was false."
"Fine, fine. I understand. I get it."
"Tell me, once I agree, what will you do?"
"And what will you need me to do?"
"Then listen carefully."
"We'll use our final will to help you strengthen your will and your soul."
"By then, we'll vanish completely."
"After we're gone, the Crimson Demon Helmet will appear. Consider it our final gift to you."
"As for what comes next, you'll have to rely on yourself."
"We won't be able to help you with anything else."
Chen Changan had more or less guessed the rest. These people had stayed here to find someone who could help, but they couldn't offer much themselves.
At most, they could serve as a relay station for information, passing along truths the world knew nothing about.
But what Chen Changan hadn't expected was that the Crimson Demon Helmet, which had been missing all this time, was in the hands of these five men.
No wonder no one had ever heard anything about the Crimson Demon Helmet. The only person who'd had a chance to obtain it was Chen Changan's father, but he'd chosen to give up back then, leaving him unable to collect all the Crimson Demon pieces.
"Chen Changan,