"Forget it. Either way, the delegation's mission is complete." Pavor looked at Yan Huan.
"What happens next is the Xianzhou's own business."
"But why does that girl keep calling the Sword of Heroes a demon sword? It's deeply unpleasant."
"Because an energy being is sealed inside it. It can take over people's minds," Yan Huan explained.
Pavor immediately flared up and cut him off.
"Enough!"
"My friend, let me make one thing absolutely clear. In Caravala, that sword has always been held in the highest esteem!"
He folded his arms, his tone brooking no argument.
"The sword's former wielder used Mika.Chivasha to slay monsters for our ancestors, then entrusted it to generations of wise rulers!"
"Those rulers listened to the guidance of the heroic soul dwelling within the sword, and it helped them defeat powerful foes."
"That was a Suiyang speaking," Yan Huan explained again.
"What is that?"
"Oh, whatever you're talking about! Mika.Chivasha helped Caravala's ancestors found their nation. It is no demon sword!"
Seeing how worked up Pavor was, Yan Huan wisely backed away and looked for someone else to talk to.
When Yunli saw him approaching, she folded her arms and asked:
"Well? Have you figured it out? Who's the culprit?"
"You and me," Yan Huan replied.
"Great! Let's go turn ourselves in!"
"Sure!"
Laughing, the two headed toward Dahao together.
But after only a few steps, Yunli stopped and turned to Yan Huan with a scornful look.
"Like hell we are! So you still don't know who stole it, right?"
"No. You and I are still the prime suspects," Yan Huan said confidently.
"Why are you so proud of that?!"
Yunli sighed.
"I don't want to make things difficult for Officer Dahao. How about we prove our innocence his way?"
"If we find the demon sword,