Chapter 88 You Are Shameless

Just as Berry's uncle was preparing to stop his brother with everything he got, William's words made him freeze.

He turned to look at William and thought that this little kid was indeed fierce and quite daring. He stood in front of such a death god and didn't get a glimpse of fear on his face.

William wasn't really faking it. He wasn't afraid of this dark gold spirit master. Even if his current spirit power lacked, his cunning way of fighting coupled with his vast fighting experience and Holy Sword technique backed him up.

Even if he didn't have the means to wound this man, he could still protect his life for long enough.

After all, William was here thanks to Berry's grandfather's invitation. And they were standing this close from that old man's mansion.

William betted that Berry's grandfather would interfere and stop his raging son. Least to his knowledge that his image and reputation inside that formidable spirit master was under question.

So, it was a real gamble from William, one he never imagines how big its stakes were.

"You are really shameless! I'll give you that."

"Shameless? If anyone can be called this infamous title here then it would be you not me," William snorted, and that made the two middle aged men in front of him stop from doing or saying anything out of their surprise.

The two were at loss of words and didn't get how the mind of this little kid even worked!

Even when faced with such an enraged dark gold spirit master, William wasn't showing any sign of fear. Instead, he kept returning words by others, not showing any weakness at all!

Even the all angry Callom had to freeze in his place for such an attitude from William.

"Good! Great! Keep talking, as these will be the last words you'll ever say in this life," Berry's father took what William said as his last desperate way to insult whoever was going to kill him.

But William wasn't desperate or even thought for a second he was going to die.

"You set the rules yourself. So, tell me, senior, which rule did I break just now?" William didn't even stop there and even dared to cross his arms in such a challenging way.

He wanted to waste more time, allowing that old monster inside the mansion to show his presence.

But the thought that Kong was struggling to interfere to help or let this show go on never crossed William's mind.

And luckily for the latter, his attempts to buy time helped Kong to take a decision in the end.

"This isn't helping! You can't reason with him using words!" Berry's uncle shouted out of his running thin patience from William's attitude.

In his eyes, this little kid wasn't helping himself at all. All what William was doing was just to secure his death further with whatever he was saying.

"You dare to question me? Fine! Let me ask you then, when did you ever use your spirit power? Give me a single example and I'll let you off the hook."

​ "This…" and just as Berry's father said it, his brother couldn't help but return to watch him in shock, blinking thrice without being able to say anymore.

Callom was never the type to accept any verbal discussion. He was a fierce spirit master who only relied on fighting to solve anything.

Besides… It might have been missed by his brother, but he saw it clearly. These knives… They were controlled and affected by spirit power.

It was faint, but he felt it!

If so… Then didn't that mean his brother was giving William a way out? Was this intentionally or coincidentally done by Callom? Gran died to know the answer.

"Then how can you explain this?" William moved his left hand again, and his bronze spirit power was ignited once more.

This time the two knives who fell to the ground behind Berry's father rose up in the air and flew fast, just a few inches away from Berry's father's neck.

"You…"

"You asked for a proof, and I'm giving you one," William didn't give a heed to Berry's father's rage and instead he kept moving the knives in the air with ease, wasting more time in doing so.

He moved his left hand around as if he was playing on an instrument or something.

"What the hell is this kind of sorcery? You dare to call yourself a spirit master?"

"I'm using spirit power to control them, how come I'm not a spirit master?" William placed the two knives just one side each of his head, pointing at Berry's father without any reservation for any face of that mighty spirit master.

"It's not my problem that you didn't know about the use of spirit power and knives in such a way before. I made them, and these are part of my power."

"This… Fine!" In one rare moment, Berry's father scoffed and seemed to get slightly easier on William, "how about your arrows then? You also made these?"

"That's correct," William didn't deny this.

"You'll need to prove this by your actions then!" Just as Berry's uncle thought his brother got a rare moment of sanity here, what he said next made him roll his eyes.

"If my friend's father is seeking such arrows and knives from me, you can simply do it by directly asking. Why lean towards such twisted methods?"

But as Berry's uncle read through his brother's intentions, William also did. Yet the latter didn't give a face to Berry's father and exposed his little scheme in such a bold way.

"You… You…" and as William said it, Berry's father couldn't help but frown for a few seconds before getting over his surprise. He never expected that such a little kid would see through what he really wanted.

Even his brother felt the same but remained all silent and didn't say anything and kept watching.

"I'm not lying to you, I have a formidable master by my side, and she is quite strict about promises and such."