"Who are you? Who are you! I've heard this question countless times. Does it matter who I am? Mr. Kodwen, speak your choice. Don't waste my time any longer." Faced with the elder's question, Pei Yan bluntly revealed the other's name, expressing impatience.
"I don't know what kind of forces you have hidden behind you, and I can't guess what your true intentions are, but the power of the Demon God in you makes me fearful. I don't want to be drawn into higher-level intrigues. You and your collaborator, Miss Sifuer, have won. We will lead our people out of the sanctuary immediately. But please, I beg you to give us a bit of time, because we need to prepare for heading to the next sanctuary; otherwise, many of us will die on the way." The elder known as Kodwen sighed, looking like a frost-stricken eggplant, shaking his head as he exchanged a look with his companions and conceded.
