Following a wave of drawn-out laughter, three people stepped out of the dense forest from three different directions. One of them spoke with a sonorous voice, which rang like colliding steel, "The Demiurge-Flawed Ten indeed. Being Raiders of All But God, your tactics are impressive and your killing decisive – you allow no hidden threats!"
Lan Ruojun squinted his eyes and said, "Who are you? You know that we're the Demiurge-Flawed Ten, but do you think that we're the Raiders of All But God as well?"
The leader of the trio scoffed and replied faintly, "Could I be them if the two of you aren't?"
Lan Ruojun took in a breath and uttered, "It was you who directed, or perhaps, threatened, the Steel Castle men to find fault with us, wasn't it?"
He was no fool.
The Steel Castle men were not opponents of their level, yet they had rushed in to seek death. There must be a reason, it was only that he had yet to figure it out.