Davis looked at Princess Isabella utter such thoughts on this matter in astonishment and couldn’t help but interject his own thought.
"It depends on the living environment and the people they involve themselves with..."
"True..." Princess Isabella couldn’t help nod at his statement in a moment of surprise. Her eyelids trembled and moved her lips as she asked a question that Davis never would’ve been able to see it coming.
"Is this the reason why you chose not to have children with Evelynn? Due to your ambition and the possible struggles that would accompany you with it?"
Davis became astonished to hear her question about his personal life. However, he nodded his head in agreement, "I want a kind and caring environment for them to grow in... not a place where they could thrive in struggle but pure friendly competition."
Princess Isabella stayed silent for a few seconds before she opened her mouth, "You don’t sound like a prince at all..."
"Sometimes, I’ve never thought of myself to be one either..." Davis chuckled and understood his idea of how he should raise his children were quite unrealistic.
He understood Princess Isabella’s comment on him as well, after all, in royal scenes, children were only seen as a way to continue the lineage.
Children of royalty sometimes wouldn’t receive any love from their parents or siblings, only seen as a political piece to gain more power, hence fawned upon rather than being loved.
Princess Isabella sighed inwardly before she spoke, "Did you find his whereabouts?"
Davis nodded, "I’ve located the most powerful person in this place. He’s in a room, likely in secluded cultivation, so I think that’s the target you want to kill."
"You don’t know what he looks like?" Princess Isabella became shocked. She then saw him shake his head which then confirmed her doubts.
Indeed, Davis had never come across the people of Arashi Family other than the one time when he spied on the Young Master of the Arashi Family in the Magical Beast Territory.
He only knew the faces of the higher-ups of the Roxley Family.
In the Roxley Plaza which he previously walked about, he came to know the higher-ups of the Roxley Family through the statues of their figures that had been built on the plaza.
Princess Isabella gave off an exasperated sigh before she conjured a portrait of him with her rather average soul force, "He looks like this..."
Davis saw the conjured image and saw that it matched with the person he found through his soul sense, "Yes, that’s him."
The man looked attractive, even elegant, however, the deeds he involved himself can be considered nefarious.
He looked at the naked woman below him, her face expressing unwillingness to accept his entire being into her voluptuous body.
The man felt entranced with her reaction, wanting to change her unwillingness to acceptance of him through sheer domination.
His eyes glowed in fervor, wanting to enter her fair body as he neared his hips to hers, however, his gaze froze as he felt a chill up his spine!
He didn’t dare to face upwards but his frozen pupils subconsciously moved above, his breath simultaneously stifling in difficulty.
He suddenly stopped his breath.
A dark elliptical outline with bright yellow reptilian eyes gazed at him in absolute silence as the man froze from fear. He tried to move but couldn’t. The reptilian gaze blinked at him, making him shudder from the horror in front of him!
The eye suddenly closed, returning his breath, however, the entire sight in his eyes turned blank. When he cast his gaze down, even the naked woman who was below him disappeared!
However, a crimson sharp tongue along with enormous razor-sharp teeth suddenly threatened to swallow him!
"Argghh!!" The man finally shouted as he flinched, his gaze lost and shallow.
A few seconds passed and he came out of his reverie.
He understood it was a dream, no, a nightmare. He had been cultivating but didn’t know how he was pulled in a nightmare each time.
Nevertheless, he could vaguely guess.
The wound that was left in his soul, the wound that was borne by a reptilian creature that looked like a robust yet terrifying dragon.
The terrifying retaliation came from a lady whom he had tried to cast a slave seal on, intending to make her his woman through domination since he fancied on the first look.
However, rather than enslaving her, it was clear that he became enslaved to his fears.
He shuddered again, feeling himself get caught in the razor-sharp fangs of the monstrous dragon!
He closed his eyes and continued to circulate soul forging manual to heal his soul, his thoughts no longer dwelling on this matter because it had utterly exhausted him. The nightmare that would unknowingly drag him to that place became commonplace, even making him no longer be able to bed a woman!