Choso was eager to make his position clear, but [Yang Xu] merely patted his shoulder, signaling for him to relax.
"It's good to have ideas, but don't push yourself."
"Kenjaku's hideout is a death trap. With your skills, you can barely handle that loser Mahito, and you want to go undercover?"
Choso froze. Mahito... a loser?
Who the hell do you think you are, talking that big?
Calling someone with broken abilities like Mahito a loser... just how strong are you?
Just then, Kechizu quietly tugged at his eldest brother's clothes. Once Choso leaned down, he whispered something in his ear.
The next instant, Choso's face turned green with fright.
Holy shit, you never said you were that badass!
What do you mean, one Maximum Technique plowed up the entire area?
What do you mean, a domain that blotted out everything dyed the whole sky another color?
What do you mean, one punch turned a monster over twenty meters tall into a bloody mist?
What do you mean, eyes, tentacles, fangs, and bloody claws sprouted from his body after it was smashed to pieces?
Is he human?
Which of us is more human here?
Choso's mouth twitched a few times, and he fell silent.
He adjusted his posture and obediently began listening to the man's arrangements.
There was no helping it. First, this man was his benefactor. Second, Choso couldn't beat him.
He might as well do as he was told. It was all for Yuji, anyway.
"Mm, you're willing to listen. I have high hopes for you."
"You flatter me, Mr. Kamo..."
Standing before them, [Yang Xu] slowly yawned. Flowing Red Scale's time limit had long since expired, and honestly, he was already utterly exhausted.
If the False Sun God Slayer hadn't been helping pump blood inside his heart,