"Who are you? Why do you have those feelings toward the rebels?" the avatar asked with a calm expression. His gaze remained fixed on the old man's eyes, as if trying to uncover some hidden secret through them.
The old man sighed.
"Well, let's just say that I gained an enlightenment. Since that day, my feelings toward the rebels have been very different from when I was young."
"I want to hear it. Your story. That kind of answer is not enough to satisfy me," the avatar said.
The old man continued looking at the avatar. At this moment, he was one hundred percent certain that the avatar truly came from the rebel side. There was no other reason for him to be interested in this kind of story.
At the same time, he found the avatar interesting as well. The man seemed far calmer than he had expected. He had thought that the avatar would undoubtedly kill him once he managed to guess which faction the man belonged to.
