Chapter 617 - What Are You? (1/2)

Those dark eyes stared into his, the black symbol between them eye-catching on the pale skin. Xin Lan froze, his mind erupting with a hundred thoughts at the same time.

A fallen god. This wasn't his first time seeing one but he suddenly felt that this was a very good moment to do so again. His Master was already dead and an eternity of suffering through the tantrums of his child didn't sound too enticing. Maybe trying how he would fare against a fallen god again might not be too bad.

Xin Lan flexed his fingers and eyed the person in front of him. He had … too many weak points to count. Xin Lan furrowed his brows. The fallen god was just standing there, looking at him gloomily but without the slightest caution. Well, maybe a fallen god didn't need to be cautious. Maybe he was sure he could win even without being prepared for a fight. Xin Lan continued to wait.

The fallen god slowly tilted his head to the side. ”Dragon?” He paused and finally furrowed his brows, the symbol between his brows creasing. ”No, you're not a dragon.”

Xin Lan's hands twitched, his claws unconsciously extending. Not a dragon? He'd show him! He jumped forward and lashed out but the fallen god moved back, evading the strike. He didn't try to attack him and just stood there again, looking at him as if nothing had changed.

Xin Lan stared at him incredulously. What was this guy doing? ”You are …”

The fallen god continued to stare, making him uncomfortable.

Xin Lan cleared his throat. ”What do you want?”

This time the fallen god blinked as if this question surprised him. Xin Lan grimaced and when he looked closer, he felt that he must have imagined it. This person certainly hadn't been surprised. Just look at those lips that were pressed in a tight line!

”You're not a demon either.”

Xin Lan frowned. ”What are you even talking about? I'm of the dragon race.”

”No.” The fallen god shook his head as if he was sure that this couldn't be the case. He continued to stare at Xin Lan, trying to figure out what exactly he was.

Xin Lan turned away. The gods often turned mad when they fell. He shouldn't even try to hold a conversation with one of them. He stepped past him and continued down the corridor. Behind him, nothing could be heard.

When he turned into the next corridor … he saw a shadow from the corner of his eye. Xin Lan lashed out again and once again the fallen god evaded him. He tsked. ”What are you doing, following me?” And how come he hadn't noticed? He stepped away and examined the person opposite him again. He still stood there like a normal person as if he had never fought a single fight. Just how had he sneaked up on him like that?

”What are you?”