Hearing this unexpected answer, Zeng Mu froze in astonishment, unable to speak.
Only after a long while did he stammer, "You mean Lady Okelo is your younger sister, so... you're her older brother?"
"Anyone would answer that way."
"That's not the point. The point is, you're a member of the Elf Race?"
Seeing his earnest gaze, the Beast Claw Collector smiled faintly. "It seems you've already learned a few secrets. You're progressing much faster than I expected, just like your elemental power."
Fear flickered across Zeng Mu's face at those words, and he immediately asked, "What do you mean?"
His voice was calm, yet carried a teasing note. "Nameless, don't bother hiding from me. Even without revealing your elemental mark, even standing before me like an ordinary person, I can sense the unusual natural force flowing within you. One kind is tenacious, the other violent. Clearly, they're the metal element and lightning element."
"Phew..." Zeng Mu let out a cold breath. Unease gripped him, and he instinctively took a small step back.
"How could you tell? Who exactly are you?"
Instead of answering, he changed the subject. "I told you the last time we met that it wasn't time to explain these things yet. Even if I did, they would only burden you as you are now. Let's wait until the time is right."
A thought struck Zeng Mu, and he suddenly asked, "You're collecting all these powerful beast claws for your Elf Race?"
"Just like the war between your three sides, it's all for our own survival." He did not deny it.
Only then did Zeng Mu truly realize just how powerful the figure standing before him was.
"How long have you been away? Five years? Ten? Longer than your sister?"
The Beast Claw Collector smiled calmly. "None of