Julia, Barbara, and Maísa were quiet as they ate with small bites. They didn't exchange more than ten words.
The adults were able to understand; they killed some people today. Even though they were murderers, they were still human, and it was understandable that they felt shaken. However, they chose to follow this arduous path. Even Julius, who is overprotective of his daughters, understood that point; he could only support them in silence.
Ariel and Amon were unaffected. Their mentality was stronger. Ariel even liked what happened; in a sense, she had a twisted personality. She loved seeing blood, she liked to fight, and she didn't mind killing.
Because of that, she prefers training over dating.
As time passed, Julia, Barbara, and Maísa felt better. Even if it was a little bit, it was just a matter of getting used to it. They had already vomited, which made them feel a little better.
"I will be back in a moment." Amon took off his jacket, leaving it over the chair, and headed for the bathroom.
Behind him, not just one but several longing looks fell over his body.
He seemed to feel it. He raised an eyebrow and turned to the surprised girls.
In fact...
The girls were looking at his back without moving.
Thoughts were almost spilling out of their eyes.
Amon felt strange, in a sense, even excited. The look that Bianca, mainly, gave was flirtatious, without the slightest sign of shyness, unlike the other three girls who showed a certain percentage of reservation.
Sonia looks suspiciously at Bianca, she was a woman, and she could guess from the look that it wasn't a normal look.
"Bianca?" She called her by her name.
"Yes?" Bianca stopped looking at Amon, then looked at Sonia.
Sonia sighs, then she asks, "I'm such a fan of yours. Would it be a bother to ask for your autograph?"
In the meantime, Amon had already entered the bathroom, the attention of Maisa and Julia turned to Sonia's question.
"I do not see a problem." She smiled.
Sonia took a paper and pen from her bag, then handed it to Bianca to sign.
"Thanks." Sonia smiled as she put away the signed paper.
"Daiane, you are very beautiful. Do you work as a model or something?" Julia smiled as she looked at her.
"Hehe, you are sweet." Daiane laughed graciously, showing a perfect row of white teeth, then she replied, "I have a small modeling agency. In the beginning, I started modeling too, but now I only manage."
"Very likely they would be able to recognize Mom if she still had her hair dyed blonde. Now that it's back to natural color, it's understandable that you can't recognize her." Ariel smiled, "Especially now that she is more mature, right, Mom?"
"Yes." She smiled at her daughter, then looked back at everyone, "I had some problems when I was a model, a rich man wanted me, and I hid in a village."
"That's where we met Amon and the Tang grandparents," Ariel said longingly. She loved the Tang grandparents as if they were her grandparents.
Julius said with a sigh, "I only saw them three times, but it was enough to like them a lot. It's a shame what happened to them."
"Yes, it is..." But, just like Ariel, Daiane didn't believe they died. One thing she didn't say was that the reason she could come back was thanks to the Tang grandparents. She owed them a huge debt, and precisely because of that, she didn't object when her daughter wanted to move from City F to City Z.
A few seconds later, Amon arrived. Although he didn't talk much, he still answered the questions they asked him.
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Early the next morning, Professor Flavia warned, "Student Nick Miranda was accepted into a college. But, before he went, he said to say this: Amon, he'll be waiting for you."
Amon lifted his head, looking indifferently at the teacher; he just said with little interest in his indifferent voice, "Oh. All right."
Although he thought Nick Miranda was talented, it wasn't enough to get his attention at the time. Currently, even Julia and Maisa had powers greater than him.
Some students whispered.
"Wow! He already went to college..."
"It was to be expected; I think he could go much sooner if he wanted."
"Yeah, that makes me think, Amon didn't get any offers?"
"He received it but refused everything." Hearing what they were talking about, Barbara remembers seeing Amon turning down some agents from the university who tried to recruit Amon, but they were all turned down by him.
"It makes sense. Amon is so strong that, if he weren't called, there would be no justice in the world..."
"Okay, be silent." With a stern look, Professor Flavia said.
"..."
The fear and respect they had for her was great, she only had to say it once so that all the students were silent.
Ariel saw this and was curious. As a new student, she didn't know Professor Flavia, so she didn't know why they respect and fear her.
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In an upscale restaurant, in a private room. Outside the door, a man dressed in a suit was waiting.
20 minutes later...
A man with a coldness rooted in his bones walked past him, opening the door and looking at the man in the dark suit waiting outside. He nods, "Come in."
The coldness in his voice was freezing, and the man in the dark suit moved like a robot.
Inside the private room, the man with the cold expression sat down while the other man knelt on the floor as he trembled in fear.
"Then." The man said coldly, "Want to explain to me how your assassin group was not able to kill a bunch of children, plus they were captured by the police?"
"Mr. Zinglin, I can…"
"Ugh!"
Before he finished, a knife made of ice pierced his hand. The man in the dark suit moaned in pain but didn't dare make much noise.
"Let's restart." The man's eyes turned colder and more sinister.
"I won't fail again!" The man in the dark suit said firmly.
"Well, you can leave. If it fails... I don't need to say what will happen, yes?" The man laughed coldly, making the man in the dark suit's heart turn cold.
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- Drop some power stone, please s2
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