Chapter 437 - 387 : Thordan (1/2)

After walking for a while, they arrived at the second largest pagoda in the clan. Arthur found it weird since the architecture used is varied and unfit with the few sky-high pagodas at the center of the clan.

Lucy's uncle, Benson, kept talking about the prosperity of the clan and giving his niece a small tour of their territory. Literally, he was the epitome of arrogance, he talked as if he owned all of that yet he was only a Disciplinary Elder. Yes, he was in charge of punishing the crimes of the evildoers but he doesn't have as much authority as a real elder.

Nonetheless, Benson Album Larva kept boasting about the White Specter Clan while continuously saying that 'Lucy is lucky to be part of the clan'.

The niece in question became disgusted and hated this 'uncle' of hers even more. He seemed childish and haughty, contrary to what a loving uncle should be. Although it's the first time they met, all he did was talk, talk, and talk… not even once did he ask how she was doing until now.

Furthermore, Hobson and Angelina remained silent but their frowning faces couldn't be hidden. From the looks of it, they weren't on the same side as Benson.

The pagoda not only was over 700 meters in height but also had a wide interior, able to fit hundreds of people. As one would expect, this wasn't a place anyone could enter hence the lack of any people. There were only a few servants tasked to clean and arrange stuff.

Benson directly guided them toward the highest floor, where Lucy's father is. As said previously, a small 'banquet' was prepared for the return of his 'precious' daughter. However, it was better to call it a small feast as there was no one but a middle-aged man on that floor.

He stood on a chair that resembled a throne and looked down at his new guests. His gaze instantly locked into Lucy, whose appearance is very similar to her sister and mother.

A cold glint flashed across his eyes as he cracked a smile and got up from his, ready to warmly welcome his daughter, who has been missing for a long time.

'Overgod?'

'Yes but his cultivation is unstable, he must have broken through not too long ago. His foundation is shaky too… a person like that, although an Overgod, can be killed with Makaze. One attack, swift and silent…'-Claud

'We'll have to wait and see…'

The middle-aged man walked toward the guests and was about to hug his daughter only to halt his steps three meters away from her. The blade was on her waist was releasing an ominous aura while menacingly growling at him, clearly making think twice before approaching Lucy.

Even the close Angelina and her uncle had to step back, only Hobson was able to resist the dark blade's aura.

”Miss Eva is still not used to all of this. Give her some time.”

The butler butted in and uttered those words to calm the situation. The middle-aged man, named Thordan, warily looked at the silver-haired woman before him then forced a laugh.

”No worries no worries. We have ample time to spend together from now on.”

Thordan beckoned them to the table then sat at the main chair, curiously glancing at Lucy then Angelina, who never paid him any heed.

”Eva, don't you remember m-”

Before her father could finish, Lucy cut him off and coldly said:

”I'm not Eva, my name is Lucy. Lucy MoonStar.”

Startled by her very disrespectful attitude ad impolite tone, Thordan frowned and said

”MoonStar?”

To explain the situation, Hobson stated:

”She's married to someone hence she got his surname.”

The kind attitude Thordan just had seemed to have vanished into thin air as he banged his fist on the table while speaking with a slightly loud and irritated tone

”What nonsense is this? How can she marry without the approval of her parents?”

The man closed his eyes for a second before sighing and adding:

”That marriage is null and void!”

Unfortunately, Lucy wasn't just going to listen to his words, she harrumphed and retorted

”And who are you to tell me who to marry? I don't need or want to hear your opinion. I'm Lucy MoonStar and there's nothing you can do or say to change that.”

Veins started popping from Thordan's reddened face. Even Angelina, who rarely interacts with her father and is stubborn and unruly, never spoke to him like that, moreso in front of Benson and Hobson.

”Is that how you speak to your father!?”

”You are not my father.”

The more he listened to her and saw her attitude, the angrier Thordan became. He got up from his seat and shouted:

”Unfilial child! I was happy to see you after such a long time yet you're treating me, your father, like this?”