"What makes you think you have the right to define what a true Ashen Messenger is?"
The ambush was detected and easily thwarted, yet Holle seemed completely unfazed. In that moment, he distanced himself and responded to Fu Qian's remark.
"Well said. Actually, I was just confirming that you're not the Holle I met earlier. Do you know why?"
Fu Qian also displayed magnanimity, not only refraining from pursuit, but even keeping his gaze on the swelling Ashfall, casually responding.
Like reaping wheat, the crowd had fallen in large swathes.
Those below the level of Demigod had almost no resistance to this thing.
By his feet, the woman in the headscarf remained lost in reverie, and one could even sense her anticipation of being devoured at that moment.
"In my view, although that Holle wasn't particularly smart, he wouldn't ask 'what's wrong with them,' based on his demeanor at the bar. His laissez-faire attitude, in fact, made him the most empathetic among Demigods."
