"So, you were commissioned by the king of Celifos Island to explore this abandoned sea temple with a fleet?"
A quarter of an hour later, Luo En raised his hand to stroke his chin, glancing at the middle-aged man in a felt hat who sat in front of him, sniffling and shedding tears as he spilled his background and identity like beans from a bamboo tube. Luo En's eyes narrowed slightly.
Celifos Island? That name seems vaguely familiar. It feels like I've heard it somewhere...
"Little brother, I've said all there is to say, I'm just a guide."
Seeing that the person across from him showed no intention of letting him go, Skester pled with a long face and, to alleviate the other's concerns, swore earnestly to the heavens with a solemn face.
"Don't worry, I know the rules. I didn't see anything, and I know nothing!"
Luo En, coming back to his senses upon seeing this, couldn't help but find it a bit amusing.