That answer was certainly not what Renee Kane had expected. After a moment of thought, she asked anyway, "You said you were born on Raloa Island... Does that mean you hatched from one of those egg-like things on the island?"
Renee Kane swore she saw an expression of solemn gravity on the ant's face, of all things.
The Gold Ant didn't answer Renee Kane's question. It just suddenly seemed dejected. "I must have lost my mind. Why am I even telling you all this? At your current level, trying to dig into things beyond your abilities is just asking for death."
"When the time comes... you'll find out naturally."
Renee Kane couldn't resist the urge to roll her eyes. 'Fine, so everyone from Raloa Island is a riddler, is that it?'
But for some reason, even though The Gold Ant was always being evasive, Renee Kane found herself being surprisingly patient with it.
'Maybe it's because The Gold Ant's attitude was relatively friendly from the beginning.'
