Zangeshu looked at Rean with shining eyes. "He told me that it was you who hacked into the formations of the Inquisition Forging Hall. There wasn't supposed to be anyone on this planet capable of such a thing, so your Formations Master ability must be even higher than those in the Inquisition Hall."
Rean immediately refused. "First of all, it wasn't just me. I helped, I know how it was done, but that wasn't a job for a single person. I had help. Second, I literally destroyed the Inquisition Forging Hall. You are the director's great-grandson. How the hell are you here asking me to become my disciple or whatever? You should be thinking about a way to flee instead."
Roan commented. "I already told him that I was going to send him away. He insisted he didn't want to. Something about we owing him for using his identity to get to destroy the Inquisition Forging Hall."
Rean felt like crying. "And since when do you even care about such things?"
