Do good people deserve to have guns pointed at them? A loving father and a filial daughter

"Of course not."

Xuan Zi watched "Long Xiaoyao" leisurely savor his wine. His throat bobbed as he swallowed. "You are of the same generation as Mu En, as close as... ahem, brothers. How could we possibly wish you harm? And Elder Ye, of course."

Seeing Xuan Zi's spineless display, Xian Lin'er helplessly covered her face.

Xu Cheng, however, merely curled his lip, unconcerned.

"That wasn't your attitude back then. Besides, I bore some responsibility for Mu En's death. Had Kong Deming and I not joined forces to stop the Sky Azure Bull Python and Titan Giant Ape, Mu En might not have died at their hands." He drained his cup and calmly watched their reactions.

"..."

After a long silence, Xuan Zi finally spoke again. "You had no choice back then. We understand."

"Heh..." Xu Cheng chuckled.

By steering the conversation this way, he had also considerably dulled their wariness toward Xu Lexuan, who stood behind him completely concealed beneath a black robe. Their attention was now entirely on him.

"Go on, then. What do you want from me?"

Xu Cheng went straight to the point.

He toyed with the wine cup, making no particular effort to imitate Long Xiaoyao's movements or demeanor. After all, of these two, only Xuan Zi had met Long Xiaoyao a few times, and only in public. They had virtually no private acquaintance.

He therefore had no fear of being exposed. Perhaps if the man sitting opposite him had been Mu En rather than Xuan Zi, there might have been a chance...

"Shrek Academy wishes to cooperate with the Holy Spirit Cult!" Xuan Zi drew a deep breath, his gaze solemn.

"..."

The air seemed to fall still.

Xuan Zi and Xian Lin'er both stared fixedly at "Long Xiaoyao," looking somewhat nervous. If Long Xiaoyao