Not the least bit surprised...
The insane demon is ultimately just a monster. The fact that Zetsu can now regain his "self" and restore rationality is entirely thanks to Roy's help in removing the Nen.
Saying he saved Zetsu is not an exaggeration.
In fact... if Ging, Razor, and others, including Zetsu's close friend Zari, think about it, if they were in Zetsu's position, they would have acted even more excessively than the simple-minded Zetsu.
Roy calmly accepted this gesture from Zetsu, just like in a dream, raising his hand to help him up and said, "Tell your companions to put away their Nen abilities."
Zetsu straightened his back, his gaze passing over Roy, glancing at Ging, then Razor, and finally trusting Roy's judgment, he said in a muffled voice, "Zari!"
The [curtain] trembled, a shadow faintly visible, a Nen line relentlessly chasing behind it... Zari was panting loudly with his long nose, his tongue hanging out like a dead dog. He was exhausted, on the verge of breaking down, but upon hearing the call, it was like music from the heavens. He shouted, "Stop chasing, I surrender!"
The person followed and fell out of the black curtain, rolling on the ground, spread out helplessly,
"Whew~" The last Nen Bullet landed just less than a meter in front of him, leaving a crater.
Wutong spun the handgun, released the trigger, and as the [curtain] slowly faded away and vanished, connecting to the outside world... the young butler merely exhaled lightly, stood behind Roy without a word.
After sustaining "Telekinesis" output for more than five minutes straight, Wutong's face showed no redness or breathlessness, as if unaffected by Nen consumption... As soon as he arrived behind Roy, Razor cast a sidelong glance, squinting and assessing.
'What impressive sustained output,'
'Seems like he doesn't treat Nen consumption seriously, is there some method of replenishment?'
For outsiders, it's just a show; for insiders, it's a demonstration of skill. Observing Roy for so long, with most of his attention on the boy, he hadn't noticed the butler beside him. Upon looking again, Razor began to notice the differences between Wutong and other "Emission" Nen users—
He didn't seem concerned about "maintaining Nen quantity," nor did he specially "calculate Nen quantity," acting as though he would just "use" and "use," confident there would be timely replenishment later.
Razor squinted his eyes,
and walked over....
In the midst of a squad of prison guards sleeping soundly, he walked slowly...
Just then, Wutong shot a sharp glance at him, adjusting the gold-rimmed glasses on his nosebridge, whispered, "Sir."
Roy turned around, a large hand reached out to him, stepping forward proactively, grabbing his right hand firmly and stated, "Razor."
"Roy,"
"Zoldyck."
The boy, though shorter than Razor's tall figure, showed a demeanor so calm and composed it was no less than that of the top "Emission" expert capable of maintaining the Nen supply for the entire Greed Island by himself... Making the butler behind him, Wutong, have a fleeting vision of Silva... The master had the same aura back then,
without speaking a word, just standing there, whether as a client or target of assassination, no one dared ignore him.
Zoldyck? Razor turned to give Ging another look, something else he hadn't known about.
Ging: "..."
Scratched his head,
How could he forget to mention that?
Just as he was about to open his mouth to explain, Razor turned his head directly away, leaving the other with a back of his head, instead gracefully smiling, holding Roy's hand tightly, saying, "The reputation of the world's greatest assassin family is not unfounded, thank you for your help, Roy Zoldyck..."
"It was just a job," Roy replied.
Razor: "That doesn't matter to me."
Looking earnestly at the youth, Razor could even see his own reflection in the boy's pitch-black pupils, sincerely stated, "From today, you are a friend defined by me, Razor."
[Alert... Detecting "Potential Believer"...]
[Potential Believer Razor appreciates your assistance, sees the potential in you....]
[Loyalty: Close Friend, yet to be fully pledged, trustworthy...]
[Needs Development...]
The panel's prompt echoed....
Roy looked straight into Razor's eyes, lightly nodded, feeling a surge of emotions behind him of confusion, disappointment, and a touch of sadness,
Looking back, he saw Zetsu helping Zari up, separated by Wutong, his eyes, usually simple and innocent, now showing a rare touch of complexity. With his thick lips, he murmured for a while, finally saying, "He is a criminal, a bad person."
Emphasizing that Roy should draw a clear line with Razor... Truly pure to the point of being just "good" or "bad," perhaps that's what supported Zetsu to grow and reach his current position, and also the reason he could easily fall victim to his own Nen abilities and become a demon's host.
'The adult world is too complicated, and he... has always been that ever-childish person.'
Razor felt his hand empty, watching the youth once again... Roy sighed softly, tiptoed to gently caress Zetsu's forehead, warmly said, "If I were to tell you, he's not a criminal, would you be willing to believe it?"
Zetsu nodded emphatically, "Believe."
"Very well." Roy smiled, glancing at Ging, "Bring it out, I don't believe you didn't prepare."
The Hunter Association is responsible for handling requests and tasks from governments or corporations. It is essentially a puppet controlled by V5 and several other major world powers to control "Nen users."
Even though Ging, as a Professional Hunter, has not yet achieved Two-star status, as a Hunter, he still cannot escape the constraints of the "Hunter's Code of Ten"... Unless he wants to become an enemy of the entire Hunter world, he would never engage in jailbreaks, openly defying the Hunter Association and slapping the face of V5 or the world government.