Seeing that he had calmed down, the old demon indicated that they could chat normally now.
Chen Fan walked over and looked at the old man, saying in a deep voice, "Senior, the matter you spoke of happened more than five hundred years ago. Let's put aside the grievances of that year for now. The most important thing is to resolve the current situation."
Although the old man's hatred had been amplified, he was not a fool.
He had not lost his mind.
Suppressing the hatred in his heart, the old man's breathing gradually stabilized.
"Senior, how did you escape from the Fire Prison?" Chen Fan asked.
"Heh."
A mocking smile appeared on the old man's face. "Before you ask me, I have some questions to ask you first."
"You may."
Being cautious was good.
"How long have you been here?"
"Less than two months."
This was the time Chen Fan had been on the Damelia Continent. He then pointed to the old demon beside him, "This senior came a hundred years ago and was suppressed by the previous Holy Emperor for over a century."
"You were suppressed too?"
He looked at the old demon.
"Yes."
The old demon did not feel awkward.
Being suppressed by a powerful individual was nothing to be ashamed of.
This world was one where the strong reigned supreme.
"Why are you here in Damelia?"
"To fight the Holy Emperor." This was said by Chen Fan.
However, the old demon had a different explanation, saying in a deep voice, "If I told you that I came here specifically to find the former Western Expeditionary Army, would you believe me?"
The old demon uttered these words in the calmest tone.
The descendant of the Western Expeditionary Army opposite them fell silent.
He looked at the old demon, and the old demon looked back at him.
After a long while, the disheveled old man actually nodded.
"I believe you."
He believed the old demon.
Chen Fan, standing beside him, raised an eyebrow.
How could you believe him?
To be honest.
The old demon had indeed told him before that he came to Damelia to find the Eastern descendants who had been left behind in Damelia.
Chen Fan did not believe him.
The old demon, how should I put it?
He was an alright person, and his combat strength was also good, but no one knew what was going on in his mind.
However, as long as the old man believed him, that was enough.
The old demon introduced Chen Fan: "This is a powerful expert from the East. He has been here for two months, and with his own strength, he annihilated the Bright Society, established an independent city, and is now one of the top experts in Damelia."
The old demon introduced Chen Fan to the descendant of the Western Expeditionary Army.
The City Lord of Wenlan City.
There was no need for a lengthy preface.
This much was enough.
In fact, if one were to be meticulous, Chen Fan had even more titles.
But it was meaningless.
It was enough.
The hatred in the old man's eyes had diminished significantly. He said in a deep voice, "Why are you looking for me?"
He had already believed them.
He believed the old demon.
He believed this young man who seemed to have a bad temper.
"To ask you some questions."
This was the main purpose of Chen Fan's visit. He added at the end, "Of course, if there is anything within my power to help, I am willing to lend a hand."
This last sentence made the old man's eyes light up.
Being one of the overlords of Damelia was enough for the old man to take him seriously.
"If I can answer your questions, can you save my brothers?" the old man asked sternly.
"All of them, or just those who escaped?"
"All of them."
The Western Expeditionary Army had never abandoned anyone.
Chen Fan did not agree immediately.
After a moment of thought, he said, "That depends on the value of your information."
Although they were all from the East, Chen Fan still wanted a fair transaction.
As for appealing to emotions or bloodlines, Chen Fan did not like that.
Five hundred years ago and now were two generations apart.
There were no special emotional ties.
A trace of anger appeared on the old man's face: "We are all from the East. With your ability, are you unwilling to help save them?"
"Do not try to bind me with morality."
Chen Fan remained calm: "The East has never failed me, and I have never failed the land that bore and raised me. I have repaid all that I owe, so do not try to suppress me with grand righteousness or morality; it is meaningless."
Chen Fan was still the same Chen Fan, unchanged.
The old man's expression turned somewhat unpleasant.
Chen Fan remained silent, waiting for his response.
If the other party did not agree, there was nothing he could do. He would not resort to underhanded tactics.
Those tactics were for dealing with enemies.
To be honest, he felt quite sympathetic to the plight of the Western Expeditionary Army.
These people had been enslaved in the Fire Prison for hundreds of years.
However, agreement did not mean compromise.
Finally, the old man relented: "Alright, then let me show you my information, and you can see how much it is worth of your promise."
Although Chen Fan had not promised to save them, he had absolute confidence in his information.
"Speak."
"Alright."
Since he had made a promise, the old man was no longer hesitant. He began, "The greatest secret I brought out when I escaped from the Fire Prison is about the Holy Emperor."
"Is the so-called Fire Demon suppressed in the Fire Prison really the Holy Emperor?"
"Yes and no."
The old man did not play coy. He explained directly, "His appearance is identical to the current Holy Emperor's, but his aura is very different."
"Hmm?"
"A hundred years ago, the current Holy Emperor visited the Fire Prison once. By the way, he was not the Holy Emperor then."
The old man continued, "On that occasion, someone remembered the soul's scent of the current Holy Emperor. I don't remember the specifics of what happened that day, only that the Holy Emperor left something in the Fire Prison."
"A long time ago, something was suppressed beneath the Fire Prison, and the Western Expeditionary Army was suppressed there to keep that thing under control."
"But for some reason, just a few days ago, the Fire Prison erupted, and it was the Holy Emperor who came out..."
"I remember that face very clearly."