The small inn now seemed to have transformed into a sanctuary.
Outside the window, the scenery vaguely revealed a large number of royal guards stationed, layers upon layers, guarding the place tightly.
As if there was a great demon or super terrorist inside, who, if released, could destroy the world…...
"I cannot understand why I'm called the God of Slaughter. In my homeland, I'm famously a good person, even hailed as 'Peace Road' and 'King of Mercy.'"
Lu Ping'an smiled, understanding but pretending to be oblivious. He was curious about how the other party perceived him; clearly, changing worlds should sever the causal link.
"It's actually true....."
The "Ancient Sword Spirit" was a bit dumbfounded. From the start, he had been using extraordinary means to detect lies, but the other side's sincerity felt somewhat off.
Could it be that they really misunderstood? Was the other party truly a good person who disliked slaughter?
