Bzzzz!!!!
Sun Yourong felt her ears ringing, her mind utterly blank.
From childhood to adulthood, she had never experienced such an illusory sensation—as if she had stepped into empty air and plunged straight down from the clouds.
She pointed at Lu Chen, then at Zeng Rou kneeling beside him, her teeth chattering uncontrollably. "Y-you... what did you just say?! You're the Rakshasa Cult's leader?"
It was also Lu Chen's first time seeing Sun Yourong so utterly distraught, but he completely understood her reaction.
"I know this is hard to accept, but... it's the truth." Lu Chen did not waste time. "All right, time is of the essence. I need to deal with this as soon as possible. You said City Lord Yu had gathered a large force to subjugate the Rakshasa Cult? How many people?"
"More than thirty thousand." Sun Yourong blurted it out almost absentmindedly, as if her soul had left her body.
The moment the words left her mouth, she abruptly shuddered, her reason returning.
Shing—
A streak of mystic light flashed, and the Xuanhua Battle-Axe was already in her hand.
"Demon! You actually dared bewitch my friend! You must have cast some wicked spell on Lu Chen!"
With a furious shout, Sun Yourong swung her axe and was about to charge forward.
Lu Chen hurriedly stopped her. "Sister Sun, you've misunderstood. I haven't been possessed. Even if I had, she wouldn't be kneeling there and calling me Cult Leader, would she?"
"Then what exactly is going on? You clearly had nothing to do with the Rakshasa Cult! You even first learned about the Rakshasa Cult from me! How did you suddenly become their Cult Leader? Put yourself in my shoes—what would you think?!"
Lu Chen sighed.
Fine. For the sake of their friendship, there was no harm