Hearing Yuan speak about Viscount Lewis, the faces of the five hooded figures kneeling on the ground turned deathly pale. They had only one question echoing in their minds as they exclaimed, “How does he know?”
Fear tightened its grip on their hearts, causing beads of sweat to form on their foreheads. They realized that their situation was dire. There were six of them, but they were outnumbered by the formidable group standing before them.
One of the figures muttered in a fearful tone, “What is this pressure? Why isn’t my body listening to me?” Another muttered, “This pressure… I can’t sense any mana in it. What is this?”
Their gazes shifted to Yuan with horrifying expressions as they whispered under their breaths that they had made a grave mistake. Yuan was not weak at all, and it made no sense that he wasn’t exhausted after fighting the fearsome Orc Lord.
The plan had been to capture him and his wives to present them before Viscount Lewis, but now it seemed that their assumptions had been fatally wrong. With a single glance, anyone could see that Yuan and his wives were not only unharmed but in perfect condition, or perhaps even better.
Yuan chuckled as he looked at the five hooded figures kneeling before him and his wives. He revealed, “I had already noticed your presence while battling the Orc Lord, and I anticipated your assault. However, I didn’t expect you to act so soon.”
Disbelief flooded the faces of the hooded figures at Yuan’s words. How strong was he to have noticed them while engaged in a fierce battle with the Orc Lord? It was simply inhuman.
Anna, Grace, Lily, and Emma stood together, their brows furrowed in disbelief as they listened to Yuan’s revelation. The atmosphere was tense, and the room seemed to hold its breath.
Lily, her eyes narrowed in suspicion, turned her gaze towards Yuan and pouted, her voice filled with a mix of annoyance and curiosity. “If you already knew about this, why didn’t you inform us, Yuan?”
Grace chimed in, a cold smile playing on her lips as she fixed her gaze on Yuan. “Yes, it’s quite perplexing why you would keep such an important matter hidden from us.”
Emma nodded in agreement, her expression stern. “Yuan, you should have told us about this. We have a right to know.”
Anna, her smile now cold and distant, spoke up. “Yuan, you’re becoming more mysterious by the day. You even hide things from your own wives,” she said, her voice tinged with both hurt and irritation. She then averted her gaze, pouting and looking away.
The realization that Yuan had concealed something so significant from them left them feeling a sense of exclusion and disappointment. Their expressions revealed a mix of emotions, ranging from hurt to confusion.
Yuan scratched the back of his head, his expression sheepish. “I… I didn’t deliberately hide it from you. It slipped my mind while we were enjoying a nice, warm bath together,” he confessed, hoping to ease the tension.
At the mention of the word “bath,” a faint blush appeared on their faces. Grace, with a slight flush on her cheeks, spoke up. “Alright, alright, we’re not blaming you. We understand,” she said, trying to diffuse the tension.
Meanwhile, the five hooded figures, still kneeling on the ground, could only listen helplessly to the conversation, their bodies frozen by the overwhelming pressure emanating from Yuan. They remained silent, unable to intervene, as they watched the scene unfold. Never in their wildest dreams had they imagined they would one day find themselves kneeling while someone flirted before them.
Yuan’s attention returned to the hooded figures, who were still on the ground before him. He pressed further, his voice firm. “Now, tell me, were you sent here to capture us and deliver us to Viscount Lewise for a few gold coins? Is he on his way here?”
The hooded figures looked at Yuan, their expressions filled with surprise. They exchanged glances, their thoughts echoing through their minds as they responded, “If he already knows, why is he asking us? This… this bastard.”
The room fell into an eerie silence as one of the kneeling intruders mustered up a bit of courage and spoke with a disdaining voice. “So what if we know? We won’t tell you anything.”
Surprised by the audacity of the intruder’s response despite the intense pressure they were under, the other four intruders also found their voice. In unison, they declared their determination not to reveal anything about Lord Lewis. Their defiant words hung in the air, challenging Yuan’s authority.
Yuan’s gaze hardened as he looked at the intruders, his voice filled with a mixture of disbelief and resolve. “Is that so?”
Grace stepped forward, her hand placed firmly on Yuan’s shoulder, her face contorted with disdain. She directed her gaze towards the kneeling figures and spoke with an icy tone. “Don’t waste your efforts trying to make them talk, dear. The surprise in their eyes says it all.”
Anna, wearing a smile tinged with amusement, stole a glance at the five intruders on the ground. “Grace is right. It seems Viscount Lewis has discovered our whereabouts, and it’s only natural for him to come here seeking revenge.”
Yuan nodded, his eyes shifting between his two beautiful mothers, who were also his wives. “Plausible indeed. Jayden is his only son from his main wife, so he won’t rest until he gets his revenge.”
Lily and Emma exchanged exasperated glances and exclaimed in unison, “How troublesome.”
Yuan turned his attention back to the intruders, his patience wearing thin. He reached out and grabbed one of them by the neck, effortlessly lifting him into the air with one hand. His voice turned cold and commanding. “Tell me, now, when will Viscount Lewis arrive?”
The captive struggled against Yuan’s grasp, trying to free himself, but he was helpless. With a strained voice, he declared, “Even if you force us, we won’t tell you a thing.”
The other four hooded figures echoed his sentiment, their voices united. “That’s right, even if you use force, we won’t open our mouths.”
Yuan observed them for a moment, then let out a chuckle. He curled his lips upward, wearing a mischievous smile. “Is that so? Looks like I’ll have to find another method to make you speak like a parrot,” he teased.
Stretching out his hand, Yuan conjured a massive sword out of thin air, astonishing the intruders. They sensed no mana fluctuations, leaving them dumbfounded. One of them muttered, “Where did he pull that massive sword from? It doesn’t look like he’s using a magic pouch.”
Anna, Grace, Lily, and Emma gazed at the magnificent sword in Yuan’s grasp, their voices filled with wonder. “This is the first time we’ve seen this sword in his hand. It looks extraordinary. Where did he get it?” they whispered to one another.
The sight of the massive sword in Yuan’s hands sent shivers down the spines of the five individuals. Fear gripped their hearts as they pondered whether he intended to kill them, despite their position as the most trusted men of Viscount Lewis.
Yuan held the ‘Empyreal Oblivion’ with one hand as he stepped closer to the trembling intruders. His smile remained cunning, his eyes gleaming with mischief. “This is a new sword I just acquired, and I haven’t had the chance to test its sharpness yet,” he said, his voice dripping with dark amusement.
He looked at them intently and proposed, “How about you help me test the sharpness of this sword?”
The intruders’ bodies shook with fear as their eyes fixated on the intimidating blade. They knew that Yuan was deadly serious. One of them mustered a fearful voice and shouted at Yuan, “You can’t kill us! We are the most trusted men of the Viscount family. Lord Lewis won’t let you get away with it!”
The other three joined in, their voices filled with panic. “That’s right! You can’t kill us! Lord Lewis is a powerful sixth-circle mage. You stand no chance against him!” ．
Yuan raised an eyebrow, his expression turning incredulous. “Is that a threat?” he questioned, his tone laced with amusement. He let out a laugh and shook his head. “Do you really think this kind of threat will stop me from killing you?”
He took a step closer, his eyes locking with theirs. “If you believed that you could walk out of here alive with such feeble threats, then you are greatly mistaken,” Yuan declared, his voice resonating with cold determination.
Grace positioned herself beside Yuan, her icy tone cutting through the tension. “You entered of your own accord, but you cannot leave as you please. The only way out is death,” she stated, her voice devoid of mercy.
Lily nodded in agreement, her voice filled with an eerie calm. “That’s right. The only path to escape is through death. However, if you can tell us when that bastard Lewis will arrive here, perhaps we can consider sparing your miserable lives,” she proposed, her eyes narrowing.
Yuan’s response came swiftly, his voice firm. “Indeed,” he confirmed, a glint of anticipation in his eyes. The fate of the intruders now hinged on their cooperation.
The room fell into a tense silence as the intruders contemplated their options. Fear and desperation etched on their faces, they weighed the consequences of their silence against the possibility of revealing crucial information.
Suddenly, Yuan heard a voice from behind saying, Husband, should I kill them?”
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