"After today, our mission might be completed," a young man said indistinctly as he ate dried meat.
His colleague beside him asked in some confusion, "What do you mean?"
The man swallowed the dried meat in his mouth upon hearing this, and then explained in a low voice, "The person who just went in should not be unfamiliar to you."
"I've heard the name many times, but it's the first time I've seen him in person."
The young man nodded upon hearing this, "The mad guy in this Secret Realm is his Guardian Beast."
"What? How is that possible? He's a disciple of the curator, how could he contract such a Guardian Beast."
"What's so impossible about that? I heard it's the handiwork of the Blood Demon Sect."
"I see, it seems being the curator's disciple isn't easy, but you said the mission would end early, what's that about?"
