You Rotten Old Man, You're Bad to the Bone

Netero's understanding of Moyu came from Cheadle, and from Biscuit.

His background, experiences, secrets.

Even the Post-Mortem Nen that might involve a "Calamity-level" threat.

In Netero's eyes, none of that was as important as a person's character.

Just like Moyu's reaction earlier.

His secret had been exposed, so his shock had been unavoidable.

But a moment later, the startled youth had quickly guessed that Cheadle was the one who had told Netero about the so-called secret, and he had calmed down.

The reason was simple.

The youth trusted Cheadle's actions and judgment, nothing more.

A faint smile appeared at the corner of Netero's mouth.

Wasn't he the same, trusting Cheadle and Biscuit's evaluation and opinion of Moyu?

Thus, despite not having spent much time with Moyu, Netero had already gained a fairly deep understanding of him through Cheadle and Biscuit.

This was a rare junior.

Exceptionally gifted, with excellent character.

After a brief silence.

Moyu let out a soft breath and asked, "Did Cheadle tell you everything?"

"Hoho."

Netero stroked his beard instead of answering, asking in return, "Young man, do you care that much about this sort of thing?"

"..."

Moyu fell silent for a moment, then shook his head. "Quite the opposite. But you still haven't answered my question."

"She told me everything, under this old man's 'interrogation.' Hoho."

Netero regarded Moyu with great interest.

"Is that so..."

After thinking for a moment, Moyu said frankly, "Hiding the secret was actually Cheadle's idea. At first, I didn't really understand why, but I could understand what she was doing."

"Oh?"

Netero raised his brows and smiled. "You didn't understand the reason, yet you could understand her actions...?"

"Yes."

Meeting Netero's gaze, Moyu said calmly, "Whether Cheadle was right or wrong, her intention was to protect me. That was all."