Demon Sword laughed awkwardly twice.
He might have had no filter, but it wasn't as if he didn't know what he had done—or why he got beaten up.
He was just always slow to realize it.
His only advantage was that he wouldn't get beaten up a second time... which was still better than An Idler.
He now understood why Xue Yunfeng and Perfect Baldhead never included him when discussing the difference between being young and being mature... because he didn't have the brains to think about it, and basically never used them anyway.
But there was one thing he still wanted to ask. "Using these people to deal with the few of us, are they looking down on us... or is there some other scheme?"
"You could actually tell?" Perfect Baldhead gave him a surprised look.
"I'm not an idiot like An Idler," Demon Sword answered righteously. "You guys made it so obvious."
"What use would there be in bringing the few of us here?" Xue Yunfeng smiled. "We're not the kind of people who care that much about our assignments.
His first goal had actually already been achieved: pulling a little distance between our families and Asking Sword, Young Wanderer Under Heaven.
Of course, they would be hated for it too.
But clearly, this person didn't want to be affected by outside forces."
"What could someone from Planetary Academy possibly affect about him?" Demon Sword's mouth was as quick as ever.
Xue Yunfeng couldn't help rolling his eyes. "Watch what you say. If someone hears that, we won't save you even if you get beaten to death."
Only then did he slowly continue, "The Alliance has never cut off anyone's path to advancement, including these little brats.
Did you forget that Planetary Academy has one advancement slot every