The campfire blazed brightly, illuminating the entire desert. A profound silence enveloped the surroundings, as if even the air had frozen. This silence lingered for a long time before being broken by Li Xin: "Luo Chen, do you have any connection with that Red-faced Madman?" she asked curiously.
Luo Chen shook his head lightly and said, "No. In fact, he loathes me intensely." His tone was calm and straightforward, as if narrating a story that had nothing to do with him.
"Oh? Then why do you defend him like this?" Li Xin asked, more puzzled. To her, it seemed there was some inexplicable connection between Luo Chen and the Red-faced Madman.
Luo Chen was silent for a moment before slowly speaking, "It's just a personal vendetta between him and me. He has his reasons for hating me deeply, but I cannot, for that reason alone, deny his abilities and his contributions to the empire." His voice was deep and powerful, as if it carried an undeniable force.
