He waved his hand dismissively, as if to suggest that the past need not be dwelled upon.
Naphaya felt a stir in her heart upon hearing this, unable to help a surge of joy.
"Then, then... O great being, since you also know the Holy Master, could you perhaps..."
Its mental fluctuations were chaotic, betraying an excitement and disjointed speech.
Zhang Xiaoman clearly understood what it meant and was happy to have found an out for himself.
After all, he could not actually kill this Holy Angel, could he? Even if he wanted to, he did not possess the ability.
However, he felt somewhat baffled by the mention of this "Holy Master" from the other party, unable to understand why it thought he knew the Holy Master.
What he didn't know was that in Naphaya's belief system, among her entire race, there was only one Transcendent-level being, the Holy Master. If this person before her had a past with her race, then it could only be the Holy Master.
