Mu Ban's narrative was very clear. He naturally developed the psychological impression that Zhenjin was a hero sent by the divine powers to save them.
Zhenjin remained silent, deeply moved by Mu Ban's final words.
"If all of this is the arrangement of the divine, then why is it that every time I pray, there's no response?" Zhenjin pondered.
"As a Holy Temple Knight, shouldn't I always be under the watchful eye of the Holy Emperor?"
"Could it be... that the lack of response to my prayers is actually the Holy Emperor's arrangement?"
"Or perhaps... all of this is a specific test given to me by the Holy Emperor?"
"Is the Demon Core in my heart also a part of the test?"
"Wait, are you saying that you were transported here a few days ago?" Cang Xu, who had been quietly listening, asked at this moment.
"Yes. To be precise, five days ago." Mu Ban replied.
Cang Xu and Zhenjin exchanged glances.
