Chapter 221 Any Objections?

"Good beating?" Nix muttered with a laugh at how silly that sounded.

That was more of murderous intent and had nearly let loose of himself. He regretted nothing of what he had done with the other collector. They both deserved whatever was coming their way.

"He had wanted to attack Lank when he was vulnerable." Nix hissed, punching the wall in suppressed rage at the thought rushing back to him.

Lumina's eyes widened at the words, "what the heck was Lank doing that he could be so distracted to be vulnerable?"

Nix raised a brow at her reasoning on the matter. That wasn't the point no matter how he saw it from different angles.

"Lumina listen to your words again!" Nix yelled, disappointed by the angle she picked on.

Lumina winced at how she was referred. Knowing he was angry and disappointed, she tried to recall where she had gone wrong.

Her head dropped down once she had noticed her fault. Even with the side, her undead brother was, yet she had picked on Lank. This scared her more than she could imagine.

'Am I on his side? What is wrong with me?' She thought with a sigh, scratching her eyes.

"I didn't realize how disturbing my words were at the time." She whispered, avoiding making eye contact with Nix.

The corner of Nix's lips raised at her understanding, he was just glad that she had realized her mistake. "If I had not intervened Lank would be held hostage or worse–dead."

Lumina gulped, guessing how dangerous her brother was, it was no surprise that it would have been an easy task to carry out these two if Nix wasn't present.

"I had to teach a bit of lesson to him before he does more than what was expected." Nix whistled and looked away.

"Oh..." Lumina's voice trailed off and unsure of what to say next.

"He was the one who had given a fatal wound to Fae." Nix gave a bitter laugh, "he and his permanently deceased partner were the cause of Fae going into hiding."

Lumina nodded her head, "I had gotten the information from Mr. Gaviel's memories."

Nix pushed back his hair and let out a chuckle, "who knows what other memory from Mr. Gaviel could be triggered by what we see in the organization?"

"What's your plan, and how do we get out of this fortress?" Lumina questioned, finally curious.

Nix's lips raised in a smirk, "easy... Obsidian. We had left this shit hole once, we can do it again."

There was so much at stake, it would all depend on if Obsidian was willing to leave with them.

The path leading out of the organization was with all twists and turns that would need someone conversant with it.

"Do you think he would be willing?" Lumina asked, worried about the plan falling out if there was any form of hesitation or betrayal from anyone.

"He's gained my trust and I know he would be willing to go through with it," Nix affirmed with a smile.

Lumina raised her hands in surrender, she would take his words as it is.

"Now come over here," she stretched out her hands with a gleeful demeanor. "You and I need some rest."

Nix raised a brow and let out a chuckle at how sneaky she was with her words.

Nevertheless, he went along with her suggestion, approaching the bed.

–––––––––––

In the master's domain,

"Speak!"

Mr. Zhao trembled and almost broke his bowing form. "M... Master."

"Did you come for an apology?" The master snickered, leaning forward from his comfortable rest in the pool.

Mr. Zhao refused to raise his head, he repeatedly chanted three words. "Please have mercy."

"Why should I do that if you have time done anything wrong?" He laughed out loud.

Mr. Zhao internally cursed at his inability to coordinate his thoughts when it came to anything related to his master.

He gulped and took his time to collect his thoughts before he tried to defend himself.

"Where are my two minions?!" He jokingly looked around, realizing how quiet his domain was.

He had eagerly expected his collectors to bring the beating heart of Zhao for his appeasement, yet in their place was the moving body of Zhao in front of him.

Mr. Zhao shook violently at the mention of the collectors, he wished that was a topic that could never be brought up.

"A... About that..." He began but couldn't continue with the unexplainable answer.

Nix and Lank had been the last to engage. Without some sort of report from Zephyr, he wouldn't be able to know the fate of those who had tried to kill him.

"Yet here you are." The cold voice of the master snapped, and his blue eyes glowed.

Mr. Zhao shook his head, "I was never a part of the reason Gaviel had escaped, I swear!"

"How about swearing with your heart out?"

Mr. Zhao's eyes widened at the dangerous joke of his master.

"Gaviel must have been planning this without our knowledge and have seized the opportunity he had just like Fabian."

Mr. Zhao jumped back when his master hissed at his latter words. "I apologize for bringing that up."

The mere mention of Fabian made the master boil with rage. Fabian had colluded with Lyra and gone against him, his betrayal would only meet the same end as Lyra once he's found out.

"Starting with his daughter..." He opened his hand, materializing a fluid construction of a female in his palm as he glared at the figure and clenched it in a fist. "...I will take everything he holds so dear and make him one of my slaves to do my bidding!"

"Hahaha!" He cackled, easing his back on the coping of the pool.

"Yes yes." Mr. Zhao nodded his head, his heart thumping loudly in his chest. That was the one thing he wished to never experience–being turned into an undead.

He shudder at the thought, "Gaviel and Fabian can't hide forever, you're ever competent to sort them out."

The master narrowed his eyes at the suggestion, "does that mean I have people who are incompetent around me? A bunch of loggerheads who do nothing but gawk?"

Mr. Zhao closed his eyes and regretted his words once more. He wondered how much digging he was doing for himself to fall in.

"You have a new assignment, find out the source of Nix's strength. There's something oddly strange about him, that cannot be solely the power of a fire ranker." He sneered at Zhao.

"Yes, master. It would be worked on as we speak." He gave a bow, glad that he had been given another chance to prove himself worthy.

He had slowly walked back, careful not moving too fast to be considered fleeing before his master.

"Wait!" The loud voice of his master made him freeze to the spot.

Gulp!

"M... master?" Mr. Zhao's lips trembled as he questioned what had made him suddenly call on him.

"Zephyr, what's the progress with the recovery of his memories?"

'Why does my life keep getting tossed like this?' Mr. Zhao cried in his thoughts.

Zephyr had been proving to be a tough nut to crack and it was to his detriment if he couldn't get some sort of information about what he had found out in what was remaining in Lyra's home.

"He had recognized a few people most especially Rumi, and some of his words said seemed to reflect a gradual recovery." He strategically avoided the part that was of more importance.

The master let out a laugh, not because he was pleased with the news but rather was angered by the fact that Zhao was trying to prove smart to him.

Not understanding why his master was in such a seemingly good mood but just so he wouldn't be caught in such an awkward situation, Mr. Zhao lightly chuckled along.

"Silence!" The voice boomed.

Getting out of the water, it came as a shock to Mr. Zhao when he was graced with the naked body of his master.

'Oh, dear!' He exclaimed in his thoughts and tightly shut his eyes to give himself some sort of privacy.

The master stared at Zhao for a while, he could use the easy opportunity to do away with him. Instead, he scoffed and walked to where he had dropped his robe.

Slipping it on, he cleared his throat.

Mr. Zhao opened his eyes upon the signal, his breathing normalized when he saw his master tightening the belt on his robe.

"Do not provoke me, my patience is wearing thin." He warned, "you know what I want to know!"

Mr. Zhao nodded his head and proceeded to give in detail about what Zephyr had been up to for the past few days.

"It would seem that what Rumi had said needs to be tested. Till then, keep an eye on him also." He ordered.

​ Mr. Zhao's shoulders drooped at the command, he already had enough on his plate by being given the task of Nix, now Zephyr?

"Any objections?" The master questioned with the raised his brow and pushed back his wet hair.