บท 454: A Small, Humble Goal

"What?! You mean to tell me that I'm now a fugitive of the Ancient race? How could that be? No one even saw me killing him!" Lin Fan was lighting up a bonfire when he was stunned by the words of Zhang Xu.

At that moment, the entire woods fell silent, save for the crackling of the bonfire burning the firewood.

Lin Fan had wanted to live life as a wretched vagrant under the radar while he was a weakling! Before he got strong, he had to take every single step one at a time! But now that this Zhang Xu from the Sword World was telling him that he was a fugitive, how was he going to play his game from here on forth?!

"That's right. You remember that final howl of that decanus from the Ancient race? He was making use of the Heaven's Will of the Ancient Saint World to imprint your image over to the rest of his Ancient race tribesmen." Zhang Xu nodded his head as though he was already long used to all this.