Kuyi Tulan was still bleeding. That Ice Seal hadn't pierced very deep, because it had only been a probing strike, not executed with full strength.
But what Bigas hadn't expected was Kuyi Tulan's attitude—he was actually smiling as he accepted the attack, letting blood run freely down from his shoulder. Everything here suddenly became eerie; Bigas couldn't figure out what this Kuyi Tulan was really plotting.
"I truly came here to help you protect this place, Bigas." Kuyi Tulan wore a gentle smile, like a reliable older brother who took things seriously, without the slightest air of arrogance.
Bigas hesitated. He couldn't understand why this Kuyi Tulan, usually so overbearing and full of himself, now showed no reaction at all and seemed so calm—completely unlike the Chief of the Alchemy Workshop!
