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The Tower King was clearly not expecting Chen Guan to refuse for such a reason, and its system crashed for a moment.

"You and He are indeed very similar; neither of you is interested in the throne itself."

There was no discernible emotion in that ancient voice.

"Who is He?"

"You know the answer already, so you ask."

"Then you're wrong," Chen Guan shook his head and corrected him.

"I am not interested in your throne, and I am even less interested in being anyone's replacement."

"I am who I am, I have nothing to do with Him, and I am not anyone's reincarnation."

The Tower King did not dwell on the topic any further; his ancient armor, under the starlight, resembled an ancient statue.

Chen Guan didn't want to hear him continue making empty promises; he was more concerned about something else.

"I'm more concerned about what you said earlier."

He looked up, staring directly at the smooth mask, and then changed the subject.

"You say you are both a key and a door."

Chen Guan paused for a moment, then brought up a question that had been troubling him for a long time.

"Someone told me that the door is on a person who has no name."

"Was that you?"

Upon hearing this question, the Tower King, who had been standing motionless, made an extremely subtle turn of his head, which was covered by a mask.

"How...did you know?"

Shouldn't you answer someone's question before asking them a question?

Chen Guan keenly noticed this and, with a thought, politely declined the Tower King's request for pleasantries.

It seems he asked the right question.

He stared intently at the Tower King, not missing a single reaction from him.

After a long while, the voice rang out again, carrying a sigh of relief.

Yes and no.

This is another one of those riddles.

Chen Guan frowned, but did not interrupt. He knew the other party would continue speaking.

"I do not have a name."

The voice of the Tower King echoed in Chen Guan's mind.

"Because the title of King of the Tower was given to me by the intruders, not my real name."

"I also have no physical form."

He raised his hand, which was covered by black armor, and looked at it.

"This armor, along with the person inside, is just a projection, a coordinate, a beacon that exists to help you find the door." He then pointed to his chest: "This part is empty."

Chen Guan was stunned.

He had always believed that the other person was the manifestation of some ancient will, which was why they had been maliciously bewitching him. He almost thought that the other person was Baal's colleague.

"As for your question about whether I am that person without a name...

The Tower King paused, then spoke in a strange tone.

"A very interesting description. Beidou told you that, right? In a sense, yes."

"Because I don't have a name, I'm still a person."

"But from another perspective, no."

"Because I alone do not have the ability to open the door for you."

This riddle-like answer made Chen Guan feel a sudden toothache.

Those wretched ancient people, speak properly to me!

But he could only patiently wait for the other party to continue.

This time, the Tower King didn't keep everyone in suspense.

"Sit on the throne." Its hand pointed again to the throne beneath the enormous red crystal in the center of the platform: "Or, walk in His path, not Baal's path."

That last sentence hit Chen Guan's head like a stone.

"Baal's path is a dead end." The Tower King's voice carried a hint of condescending arrogance.

If Balben heard this tone, he would probably be furious.

"He devours everything, manipulates everything, regards all things as ants, and the world as a playground. His only end is to be rejected and besieged by the entire world, and then be devoured by a stronger being."

"This is a pointless vicious cycle."

"But His path was different."

The King of the Tower seemed to be carefully choosing his words.

"He is the creator of order, the guardian of the world, and the master of balance. By following His path, you will become the rules themselves, instead of being a rule-breaker like Baal."

"One is to build, the other is to demolish. Which would you choose?"

These words are enough to make any ambitious person's blood boil; the pie is big, round, and noble.

But Chen Guan's face remained expressionless after hearing this.

Why can't this person understand human language? I don't eat flatbread.

However, Chen Guan could clearly feel that the seductive noise was constantly echoing in his mind.

Li Yan, standing in the distance, was almost unable to stand.

He stared at the coffin and the eerie Tower King, motionless, for more than five minutes.

There was no fighting, no dialogue; they were like two statues.

This is definitely not normal.

Based on his understanding of Chen Guan, this kid, although he liked to pick up trash, never hesitated to fight.

They must have been under a mental illusion.

"Chen Guan." Li Yan shouted in a low voice, his voice carrying thunder, trying to shake Chen Guan out of that strange state.

Chen Guan remained unresponsive.

Li Yan's patience was running out. Lightning flashed in his large, copper-bell-shaped eyes. He took a step forward with his mountain-like body, causing the entire platform to tremble.

Just as he was about to forcefully intervene, the dozing kitten above Chen Guan's head suddenly opened its eyes.

"Aww..."

Leopard yawned. It sensed the confusion in its master's mind and the hostility emanating from the large man not far away.

It stretched out its little paw and gently touched Chen Guan's forehead with the tiny lightning crystal on its forehead.

A cool sensation flowed in, like a sip of ice-cold soda on a summer day.

The commotion in Chen Guan's mind subsided instantly.

He raised his head and looked at the Tower King, a smile appearing on his face for the first time.

"Your suggestion is very tempting."

He spoke, his voice not loud, but it clearly reached Li Yan's ears, causing Li Yan to abruptly stop in his tracks as he was about to explode.

The Tower King believed that his persuasion had been effective.

So, what's your choice?

"My choice is..." Chen Guan drawled, then shook his head: "I refuse."

"Why?" The Tower King's voice finally carried a hint of confusion: "Isn't it better to be the embodiment of order, to wield power, than to be a slave to chaos?"

"For no reason," Chen Guan replied crisply.

"I've said it before, I'm not interested in being anyone's replacement."

"Whether it's Baal's way or His way, it all sounds too complicated."

He paused for a moment, then stated his core values.

"I just want to live a peaceful life. I have no ambition. I become stronger simply because I don't want to become dust under the wheels of time."

Although he inadvertently became the strongest among his peers, Chen Guan's original intention was always to survive in a dangerous world.

He didn't want to get involved in any troublesome matters. Although trouble always came knocking, Chen Guan wanted to refuse trouble when he had the right to say no.