"Huh?"
Kalabatoya's expression instantly became just as bewildered as Liu Wenjian's.
What?
He wasn't a traitor?!
Prince Liu Wenjian had been controlled by a Golden Boot Warrior?!!
That damned skull-headed bastard!
If you were going to report it, then just report it.
Couldn't you tell it plainly and properly?
Did you have to throw in a twist?
What, did you think you were writing a novel?!
Served you right for getting reduced by Liu Wenjian to something the size of a fingernail!!
"I don't remember..." Liu Wenjian felt a slight sense of relief in his heart, though his face remained lost and helpless.
But bewildered as he was, after answering, he still took a moment to glance at Elder Kalabatoya, who was holding him down from behind.
His gaze was icy.
"O-one Golden Boot Warrior could control a demon prince? And then kill you and Thousand Faces, all four of you?" Kalabatoya stammered his doubts. "No matter how you look at it, that seems impossible..."
"That is the truth..." Skull, interrupted by Kalabatoya, found his rhythm again and spoke with certainty. "After Prince Liu Wenjian killed the four of us demon elders, he immediately began absorbing the demonic energy spilling from our bodies, tearing apart and devouring the flesh and blood of our corpses."
"Then, he lost control and descended into madness, completely turning into a monster that could no longer distinguish friend from foe and knew only slaughter."
"If he had not been controlled by that Golden Boot Warrior named Austin, how could Prince Liu Wenjian possibly have made such an irrational choice when there was no threat at all?"
Kalabatoya was speechless.
After silently praising the demon elder for providing such divine assistance, Liu Wenjian showed a look of realization. "So that's how it was..."
"No wonder I