Shen Yue narrowed his eyes slightly.
He, Shen Yue, was not a mere mortal?
When Sakata Norio first saw him, he made the same judgment. At that time, Shan Yue hadn't concealed much, allowing Sakata Norio to discern that he was different from ordinary people. Now, having transmigrated a second time, he felt no different from a refugee, yet Old Brother Wu still insisted he was not a mere mortal.
People who live by the sword trust more in their blades than in legends.
Old Brother Wu was surely a cautious, careful person with strong judgment; he deduced that Shen Yue was not a mortal simply by feeling the material of his clothes. From Shen Yue's perspective, this meant—Old Brother Wu must have seen garments similar to battle armor before!
But how was that possible?
"Why am I not a mortal?" Shen Yue asked slowly.
