Hearing the words from across from him, Huo Yuhao gave no reply. He simply watched the man in silence.
After the man finished speaking, Huo Yuhao sensed his emotional fluctuations. They were complex: first sorrow, then regret and self-reproach, followed by anger, and finally a trace of joy and smug satisfaction hidden deep within.
Huo Yuhao did not know what to make of it. Why would he have such emotional fluctuations? It was as though he had done something that brought him both sorrow and regret, yet also joy and smug satisfaction.
They were not far from the town, but on nights in the northern frontier, the wind and snow drove people home early, and they would not venture out again. Imperial Dragon Pass was built against the mountains, and this town also lay in a valley within the mountain range.
The route Huo Yuhao had chosen to return to the caravan's camp was a mountain path.
The wind and snow still howled in his ears. Seeing that Huo Yuhao had not spoken and merely stood there quietly, the human powerhouse watched him.
Then he began walking toward Huo Yuhao, one step at a time, saying, "You aren't of the Demon Race. I've never seen any demon wield such pure light element, nor have I seen any demon wield such abundant life magic."
"But you aren't from the Temple Alliance either. I've never heard of anyone like you, and after arriving at Imperial Dragon Pass, you made no attempt to contact the Temple Alliance or the Knight Temple. You simply kept following that caravan of demons. Just what are you, and what have you come here to do?"
As he spoke, the human powerhouse approached Huo Yuhao, and a longsword appeared in his hand.
At that moment, Huo Yuhao spoke