A Fool Worth Protecting
Everyone present was stunned by Hektor and Leon's conversation.
The mountain winds swept through the ruined battlefield, carrying the smell of scorched earth, blood, and burning mana. Above the dark skies of the Land of Silence, the terrifying clash between the four pinnacle beasts still continued without pause. Flames painted the horizon crimson while thunder shattered the clouds every few breaths.
Yet strangely, compared to the heaven-shaking battle overhead, the conversation between the two old foxes below felt even harder to understand.
Most people simply stood there with blank expressions.
Only Fairy Fiona, Uncle Jadis, and several old cultivators who had wandered the cultivation world for centuries vaguely understood the hidden meaning beneath those casual words. Even then, they could only grasp fragments of it.
The younger generation remained utterly confused.
