"There are many people who don't belong here..." Chen Ke said.
He observed Fan Hede, trying to discern something, but the life countdown showed no reaction.
"A lot has happened here, Knight... Um, please allow me to call you that, since you are wearing our armor," Fan Hede said, adding some firewood to the fire.
Chen Ke noticed that as soon as Fan Hede threw the firewood into the fire, some branches appeared out of thin air beside him.
"It's okay, Your Majesty, it's okay... I would be more than happy if you were willing to tell me about it," Chen Ke said with a smile.
"Of course, Knight... If you don't mind a long story, I will try to keep it short... A long, long time ago... I was so old that I'd forgotten my age... Back then I was but a wandering swordsman..." Fan Hede recalled his life as if remembering something joyful, a smile spreading across his face.
