A Public Competition of Beliefs!

"Your nest?"

Li Yao was slightly dazed. "Isn't it too dangerous to return to the base of the Association of Demon Hunters right now?"

"Wrong. The base of the Association of Demon Hunters is just a nest for 'Dongfang Mingyue'."

Long Yangjun said with a smile, "I'm about to lead you to the nest of myself, 'Long Yangjun'. I spent a couple of years there when I just snuck into the Imperium and hadn't fabricated the identity of 'Dongfang Mingyue'. I've made some preparations there."

Li Yao immediately bulged his eyes and quacked, "Some preparations? What are you up to exactly? Do you really have a scheme?"

"Of course I do. Why else do you think I've come to the Imperium? Just for sightseeing?"

Long Yangjun said casually, "However, after analyzing your life carefully through a hundred perhaps ungrounded biographies, and based on the long-time, close-up observation during the time I fought together with you, I have discovered a pattern.