The commotion outside the main hall had died down considerably. Fang Cheng's Blood Beast Nest had driven back all the attacking followers.
Inside the hall, he had questioned Wakamatsu Kazuki at length, but unfortunately, he hadn't uncovered any other useful clues.
Fang Cheng turned to Tamagawa Shu. Wakamatsu Kazuki said that when Tamagawa Shu was young, he'd fallen ill and the fever had damaged his brain. Now, at twenty-five, his mental age was only around ten.
"I planned to take him overseas with me once the Truth Cult had been destroyed. But since you want to keep him here..."
The moment Tamagawa Shu heard that he might be separated from Wakamatsu Kazuki, he panicked and grabbed his hand tightly. "Uncle, I don't want to be separated from you!"
Ever since he'd been brought to the Truth Cult as a child, Wakamatsu Kazuki had always looked after him.
They weren't related by blood, but they were as close as father and son.
Wakamatsu Kazuki didn't want to leave the poor child behind either, but he wasn't the one calling the shots now.
Fang Cheng studied their expressions carefully. Thankfully, he didn't detect any of the emotions of a fencer between them.
Otherwise, he couldn't have stomached someone who looked ninety percent like him developing a relationship beyond friendship with a fat slob.
"Don't worry."
Fang Cheng explained, "I just need to borrow your identity and background to look into a few things. I won't do anything to you. Once I'm done investigating, you can go wherever you like."
Wakamatsu Kazuki didn't know how much he could trust that, but at least it was a good sign. He couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.
"We'll go underground to find Kitaryu Shingen first. We'll take you with us when we come