Luoer instructed Hu Daoke to drag the ruddy-nosed man into the hut and tie him up somewhere. He then crouched down to further examine the weapons piled on the ground.
"Did you come from the south?" Eve asked nervously as she approached Luoer.
"What makes you think that?" Luoer replied without looking up.
"You're a Half-wood Elf, yet so powerful. I've never seen a Half-wood Elf as skilled as you. Therefore, you must not be from the north, as there is no environment there for you to grow," Eve explained.
"Your logic is impressive," Luoer remarked with a smile.
"So you're from the Ancient States?" Eve continued to probe.
"No, not there either," Luoer picked up his submachine gun, stood up, and looked at Eve, "You're right that I'm not from the north, but I'm not from the south's Ancient States either."
"Then who are you?" Eve asked, frowning at Luoer's response.
