"Gao, what are they doing?"
"Looks like they've mistaken you for a Divine Envoy."
With a touch of emotion, Gawain spoke. He dared not get too close to Le Cheng, for once he approached, the Blood Grinding Beast would constantly look at him with wariness and hostility. There was no helping it; after all, who wouldn't be frightened by him slaying eight Blood Grinding Beasts in a fit of anger? This fierce record surely scared Bull.
"However, thinking about it, being able to tame a ferocious beast like the Blood Grinding Beast from the Catastrophe Legion, even I would think you're like a Divine Envoy."
"Haha, what if I really am a Divine Envoy?" Le Cheng laughed heartily.
"Really?" Gawain, who was initially somewhat emotional, suddenly widened his eyes upon hearing this, "May I have a word with you in private?"
