Zhin remained unfazed by her outburst. He crossed his legs, a flicker of amusement dancing in his mismatched eyes. "Let's just say Alexander seems more like a true god than the others. Those other gods are mere titles, beings who've never set foot on our world… unlike Alexander, who walked among us," he countered, his voice calm yet laced with something unsettling.
A collective gasp rippled through the Skeleton Legion. Even the woman on the stone chair, her fear momentarily forgotten, stared at Zhin with wide eyes. He had just uttered a blasphemy, a heresy that challenged the very foundation of their beliefs.
"P-Prince Zhin actually said that out loud…" one of the Skeleton warriors stammered, his voice barely a whisper.
Li Luoyang's fury crackled in the air, a stark contrast to the chilling calmness radiating from Zhin. "Alexander a god? You speak blasphemy, brother! Blasphemy that could very well bring about our kingdom's ruin!"