In response to the shadow's question, Zhang Fan asked, "Shouldn't I be asking you that? Come on, tell me what you two little things are trying to do. Maybe I'll help you out for old times' sake."
The shadow sneered. "You'd help us? Only if you've gone mad. Do you know what's behind this door?"
Zhang Fan shook his head with a smile and slowly walked up to the shadow. "If I knew, why would I ask you?"
The shadow was speechless. Zhang Fan was clearly toying with him, but he had no way to fight back now. His only option was to stall him long enough to undo the seal on the great doors. Once the doors were unsealed, Zhang Fan would be as good as dead.
The shadow hurriedly said, "Overlord, I can tell you, but could you answer a question for me first?"
"Go ahead!"
"Overlord, how did you come back to life?"
Zhang Fan noticed the shadow's furtive hand movements but did not stop him. He knew undoing that seal would not be so easy.
Zhang Fan nodded slightly. "Oh, that. The Witt Divine Artifact, the Reaper Scythe!"
The shadow exclaimed in shock, "Isn't the Reaper Scythe... an offensive weapon? Only the Spear of Revival can bring people back to life."
Zhang Fan laughed. "The story probably got twisted as it spread. The functions of the two divine artifacts got switched around... But you belong to the God Race, and even you didn't know?"
The shadow dared not make any large movements with his hands, afraid Zhang Fan would notice. He gave an awkward laugh. "We haven't fully recovered our memories of the God Race."
Zhang Fan suddenly cried, "Don't move."
The shadow did not dare move a muscle. If Zhang Fan suddenly kicked him aside,