"Not really." Chu Bamboo's voice was completely steady. He was very calm. "It's only on the level of the Mortal World! That's all it took to conquer them... Actually, I find it quite strange. Why weren't there any Transcendents... assassinating my soldiers from the shadows..."
After all, the Security Corps only has a little over a thousand men...
"...You don't know?" Huo Qiming was stunned for a moment. He sized up Chu Bamboo, his voice tinged with confusion.
"?" Chu Bamboo looked at Huo Qiming strangely. "What am I supposed to know?"
"Let the Extraordinary deal with the Extraordinary, and mortals with mortals!" Huo Qiming said, enunciating each word.
"...I know that, but the problem is..." Chu Bamboo's expression was strange. He'd heard this phrase many times, but no matter how often he heard it... he always felt an indescribable sense of dissonance...
'No matter how you put it, the Extraordinary is real... How could the two possibly be separated so cleanly?'
