The smile on the man's face froze for an instant.
Then it grew even brighter—or rather, even more mocking.
It had been a while since he'd seen such an arrogant, conceited newcomer.
"How strong?"
He wore an expression that said, "This is interesting. I'll play along."
"Immortal Buddha," Tang Luo answered honestly.
"...Pfft." The man couldn't help bursting into laughter. Afterward, he deliberately laughed a few more times.
Then he pretended to apologize. "Sorry, I couldn't help myself."
Tang Luo waved a hand, wearing an air of "gently patting a dog on the head and saying nothing," as if to say, "I won't hold it against you just because you haven't seen much of the world."
He was very familiar with the Buddhist school's silent, "Heh, what an idiot," kind of mockery.
The smile on the man's face quickly faded.
This newcomer was pretty good at taunting people.
Had his ego inflated until he thought he was the protagonist of a novel?
The man had seen plenty of newcomers like this.
And he'd only ever seen each of them once.
"Immortal Buddha? What rank is that? I've never heard of it," the blond man said.
"Rank?" Tang Luo seized on the key word. "God and Demon Walkers have ranks?"
"Of course."
The blond man sounded somewhat proud. Where had this brat gotten the confidence to act so cocky without even knowing about the ranks?
"Tell me about them," Tang Luo said.
The blond man was a little annoyed. Was that how you asked someone for a favor?
Still, he did feel like explaining. "Simply put, a God and Demon Walker who's completed six missions counts as first rank."
"That's it?"
"It's not that simple." The blond man grew more interested. "Skills aside, after six missions, a God and Demon Walker