Bump!
Nora was shocked, so he plopped down on the ground, looking back with glassy eyes. "Ye, Ye, Ye... Ye Qingxuan?!"
Now no one cared about Nora's life as a guarantee, and all the Knights Templar drew their swords against Ye Qingxuan.
The surviving Templars were taking a battle stance again.
"Calm down."
Ye Qingxuan raised Nora back to his feet and moved him aside. "I know my identity sucks, and I understand how you are feeling now. But I think that what I did just now has already proved my good intentions. If you do not have any other tasks, I hope you can go with me to rescue the Central Temple. Perhaps it's not too late. "
"..."
In the silence, Quentin was about to talk, but Vasco stopped him.
The knight in the gospel armor took off his helmet and revealed a burned face. He bent down and stared at Ye Qingxuan.