The latter was very submissive, slightly bowing to Zong Shen in greeting.
Zong Shen also nodded in acknowledgment, Hoy certainly knows how to get things done.
He had just survived a great battle today, even having been swallowed by an Abyssal Worm, his clothing and armor showing signs of wear, with remnants of slime, pus, and meat stuck to him, covered in dust, making him look travel-worn.
A distinct stench wafted out, Hoy looked thoughtfully at the signs on Zong Shen's body.
Quete, however, almost had his hostility written on his face. As the village chief's son, he must have had a smooth life here, unchallenged, typical of a rural brat, unclear of the situation is quite normal, if he had sense, he'd been sold into slavery.
Zong Shen, however, remained calm, smiling as he took out the Communication Crystal, yet his eyes stayed fixed on Quete's, though he was smiling, just looking into Quete's eyes made him inexplicably panicked.
