100 First Time Meeting

She was exactly opposite to what a girl who desired adventure and sought to explore the unknown would look like in Dean's mind.

Clean white silk cloth was the fabric that she was currently wearing and all the jewels on her body seemed to be of high quality.

Dean was shocked at the shattered expectation.

"Who're you?"

He was temporarily unable to speak due to the emotions that overwhelmed his heart and attempted to not stutter.

"Lily Zikel had sent me here, may I know your name?"

There was a slight desire to test the waters and see how his mother would tend to act but there was one thing that seemed to be a problem for him.

Names!

His father's name was nearly on the brink of being forgotten while Lily had at no point mentioned how to address her.

It would cause a lot of awkwardness if some teenager called you 'mother' when he suddenly entered your room.

Caution was something he had to keep in mind when he remembered Lily's words.

"My name's Jane Zikel, and your's?"

Jane felt that it was odd that Lily sent this man without greeting her first and then sending this man.

She didn't doubt that he was a trusted person who may be a businessman as he was able to arrive here but she was more amazed at his age.

"I'm called Dawn, could you please -"

Dean was unfortunately interrupted, even though he managed to come up with a false name it was all for naught.

There were two doors in total inside of this room, one was the door that Dean had used to enter however another was nearby to the side.

It was the reason he paused because what entered was a slightly older man with a scruffy beard and a child.

"Skipping work again?"

Jane spoke in a slightly seductive tone while holding the man's chin up who has still holding the child in his hands.

Dean was confused at the intimate situation arising before him and wanted to ask what was going on but he was provoked.

The scuffed man responded to his mum's advances by trying to free one of his hands and wrapping it around the lady.

It seemed he had struck a soft spot as Jane began blushing before saying

"Not in front of our guest."

She acted in a bashful manner while feeling her cheeks heat up and the man had just finally realized that Dean was in the room.

"Oh jeez! Another client already, please take a seat."

Dean didn't know how to react.

He was indeed angry that the mother his father so desperately pursued was willing to marry another man and have another child.

Although he never treated his father as a family member, from a man's personal point of view, this was just disappointing.

There was sadness that this was the truth Lily tried to avoid.

But the strangest emotions that took up the majority of him was boredom that turned him to feeling lethargic.

It was just the smallest ray of hope that made Dean imagine that he could explore a new reason to try and find a reason to live but it was much more boring than he thought.

Dean imagined that there could've been a lot of potential in searching for an interesting truth but it was just more disappointment.

The only thing that cheered Dean was twisted entertainment, thinking that his father may now wear a green hat in his grave.

Where was his body?

This question popped into Dean's head and acted as an incentive to just finish this segment.

"Is force the only way?"

Whispering to himself, the man thought Dean was embarrassed that he may have entered the wrong room instead of his.

"Haha, everyone makes mistakes."

Dean sighed, counting the people in the room but instinctually answered to try and soften the pain

"I guess my parents would agree with that"

"...Huh?"

The man was slightly stunned by that answer but a dash of wind soon silenced him when he suddenly fell back.

He was close to falling down but a person helped him get back up.

"4, 5, 6, 7... only 9"

Dean had already taken control of the situation by grabbing Jane by pulling her left arm backwards to restrain any sudden movements while pointing a dagger at her neck.

"You, you, what do you want?"

The man was in a weakened state due to the sudden shock and the recent paperwork that already made him dizzy was all starting to work together.

"Miss Jane, would you be willing to tell me the experience with your past husband."

Jane's face started to pale and Dean could already feel the sweat on her arm.

There was no way Dean would allow ants to get in the way of his search which was why he soon mentioned a casual sentence

"Could you 5 also stand in front of me and let Miss Jane talk."

He had a hostage and looking at the man's eyes, they could only recall and gather around him in order to make sure he is protected.

"Also, could the one planning to take the hostage away from me, back off into that group. And the guy planning to stab me, could you please join him."

A feint *Ding* was heard behind Dean due to the guard dropping his dagger in order to show that he held peace in mind, so that Jane wouldn't die instantly.

Dean had roughly sense their killing intent when the man entered the room and he saw the intimate moment.

From what he guessed, they practiced a cultivation technique that either concealed their being by erasing their presence or reflecting light.

It was too difficult to know as Dean never researched this area.

"Thank you for everyone's co-operation, may we now hear the story, Miss Jane"

The moment of truth was arriving so close that Dean couldn't help but feel a little nervous and accidentally stabbed Jane's neck