Chapter 167 You Should Have Kept Your Mouth Shut

Chapter 167 You Should Have Kept Your Mouth Shut

Under the cover of the night, Anwir walked silently across the hallways of their residence.

He was currently headed to the Training Grounds to meet with the person who had sent him the letter.

It was past midnight, and he knew that everyone in the residence was deeply asleep at this time.

With the exception of a few guards guarding the gate and the outside perimeter of their residence, there would be no one else who would be awake during this time of the night.

When he arrived at his destination, he cautiously looked at his surroundings in search of the person who had asked him to come.

"I'm here, Anwir."

The Tigerkin immediately looked in the direction where he heard the voice and saw a cloaked figure standing on a balcony overlooking the Training Grounds.

"You're the one who called me here," Anwir said in a cold tone.

"Yes," the Cloaked Figure replied. "I'm the one who called you here."

The Tigerkin subconsciously looked around his surroundings in order to make sure that no one was around.

A moment later, the claws on his hands extended, ready to tear the little boy, who could potentially ruin everything he had worked hard for, to shreds.

Although he was wearing a cloak, it was very obvious to the Tigerkin who the speaker was.

"I wouldn't do that if I were you, Anwir," Thirteen replied. "The moment you move from that spot, I'll scream. Let's see what's faster—you succeeding in killing me, or a Peak Champion catching you in the act."

Anwir weighed his options after hearing the boy's reply. Although he was confident that he could kill the boy before his father or the Guards of the Residence reacted, there was still a high possibility that they would arrive at the scene before he could erase all evidence of his crime.

"What do you want?" Anwir asked.

"Me?" Thirteen chuckled. "I want you to become my slave."

"Me? Your slave? Are you delusional? Who would want to become your slave?"

"Anwir, believe me when I say that after everything is over, you will beg me to make you my slave."

The Tigerkin snorted after hearing the boy's reply.

He had already thought carefully about what he would do once he found out the identity of the person, who was trying to make his life difficult.

But after seeing that the one who was behind the message was actually the human boy, Anwir decided to change his approach and eliminate the threat as soon as possible.

But for that to happen, he needed to make the boy lower his guard first.

"Zion, I came here because you asked me to come," Anwir stated. "But I don't understand why you are doing this. Do you know how much our family has suffered ever since Percival disappeared? If you know where my brother is, it would be best if you cooperate with me so that he can return to our family."

Anwir didn't know if Zion really knew the truth or was just making things up.

Almost everyone in the city already knew that Percival had mysteriously disappeared one day, and no one had seen him since then.

Since the Human boy had been in the residence for a few days, it would not be impossible for him to overhear this information from the people inside the residence.

In the end, Anwir believed that the boy was only trying to mess with him so that he could help him escape their residence and return to the Barbarian Lands where he belonged.

What Zion had said unnerved him.

If Briella had truly seen what he had done, then that would explain why she was giving him the cold shoulder.

But after thinking about this possibility, several questions popped up inside his head.

If his stepmother truly saw what had happened, then why hadn't she told her husband about it?

If what Anwir did really came to light, then he shouldn't be walking freely inside the Evander Residence and should instead be locked up inside a prison.

Since none of these things happened, he believed that Zion was just bluffing him.

"You should have kept your mouth shut." Anwir sneered as he took off the cloak that was covering the boy's severed head. "You would have been able to live longer if you did."

Suddenly, the sneer on the Tigerkin's face faded after seeing that the head under the cloak wasn't a Human's head, but a dummy head made up of clay.

It was at that moment when a mischievous voice reached his ears.

"Eh? Do you really think someone like you can kill me?"

Anwir slowly turned around to look in the direction where the voice was coming from.

Standing at the entrance of the Training Ground was none other than Zion.

However, he wasn't alone.

Dixon, Armand, Alina, and Rafiki were standing behind the seven-year-old, who had his arms crossed over his chest and had a smug smile plastered on his face.

But this wasn't the reason why Anwir's face suddenly lost all its colors.

Standing on the other balcony was none other than his Stepfather, General Stark, and his Stepmother, Briella, who was looking at him with a sad expression on her face.

"N-No... this is not what you think, Father, Mother," Anwir stuttered. "T-That Human boy is framing me. I-I didn't do anything. I am innocent! This is all part of his plan! I-I didn't do anything wrong!"

"Stand down, Anwir, and surrender yourself for questioning," General Stark said with a disappointed look on his face. "I will listen to everything that you have to say, so calm down and have a proper talk with me."

Anwir hatefully glared in the direction where Zion was, only to find the Human boy mouthing the words "checkmate" to his face.

Knowing that the truth would come to light once he was forced to drink a truth serum made by Rafiki, Anwir did the only thing he could do.

He fled!

The Tigerkin jumped over the wall and ran toward the depths of the forest as fast as he could.

But it was all for naught.

Half a minute after he made his escape, he saw General Stark blocking his path.

With one quick chop of his right hand, the General knocked Anwir unconscious, making his adoptive son fall to the ground, unable to get up again.

General Stark looked at the young man, whom he had raised as his own son with a bitter look on his face.

He never thought that the boy had planned to take revenge on his family after Anwir's Father had died on one of the missions that he had assigned for the greater good of the Sumatran Kingdom.