"Well..."
Hearing Zhang Yuan's question, Wei Jianxing glanced at Wei Liu and Wei Huai, who were meditating on the ground, then at Wu Qing, who stood aloof as though none of this concerned him. He could not help feeling somewhat torn.
Just then.
Pan Zhong, who had been punched into the wall of the Ruined Temple, finally pried himself free. He sheathed his bloodstained saber, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and said heartily:
"What we're doing isn't some unspeakable secret. Besides, Brother Zhang was willing to lend us a hand, so he must be a good-hearted man from another realm. Why hide things? Just tell him."
Zhang Yuan immediately brightened at those words and gave Pan Zhong a friendly smile.
Ah, the people of the Crimson Firmament Roselight Realm really did have an eye for character! He'd seen at a glance that I was a good man. I've finally shaken off the label of Demon Fiend. This Crimson Firmament Roselight Realm really is my blessed land!
Pan Zhong's steps faltered, puzzled by Zhang Yuan's sudden smile.
After hearing Pan Zhong's words and seeing that Wei Liu, Wei Huai, and Wu Qing had no objections, Wei Jianxing nodded and decided to tell Zhang Yuan the truth about their party.
"It isn't that I deliberately meant to keep anything from you, Brother Zhang. It's just that what we're doing is beyond the abilities of ordinary people. I feared that once I told you, you'd say we were overestimating ourselves."
Wei Jianxing continued:
"Our party is actually setting out to vanquish a demon king."
Zhang Yuan: ...?
Van... vanquish a demon king?
Zhang Yuan froze. He had never expected such an answer from Wei Jianxing and was momentarily dazed. After taking another look at their clothing, he asked in