256 Maturing Young Woman (1/2)

”You two, hold on to me, now!” said Lyon as he looked at them with a smile.

The two servants were surprised by their new master call but they noticed dried tears below his eyes, though it was hard to come by from a distance, it was enough from their spot. Why did he smile at a mere servant, a fodder that was destined to be used and threw away? Why did he suppress his emotion to someone beneath him?

They couldn't come up with a single answer before Lyon forcefully pulled their arms as if leaping toward a gate of something they never knew existed. Their ears were filled with the voices of the angry wind as their clothes and hair fluttered against it. They could only open their eyes for a moment before they felt the smarting. However, in that one single moment, an image was already saved to their minds.

They were falling. They were falling from the tower they never left before. The defense mechanism in their bodies immediately activated as the sensation of helplessness seeped into their entire body like a flash.

”Aaaaah!!!”

”Hahahaha!” laughed Lyon wholeheartedly. The cruel wind didn't hurt his eyes and his confidence didn't waver as he faced the ground.

It might be full of sand but it was still a leap from a height that could leave even the peak Divine Cultivator critically injured.

”Hey Look! Something is falling from the tower!” shouted someone from the crowd below.

”Argh, this damn sand, I swear!” said another as he rubbed his eyes.

Lyon smirked before a wheeze of wind picked up the sands on the dunes and disrupted their vision completely for exactly a blink of an eye.

”Huh?” the first one that noticed the falling object rubbed his eyes until it was concerning red, ”Nothing?”

The crowd was confused since within their capabilities as a cultivator, they could see something was falling down from the broken walls on the tower. However, there was no crater, no sound, no trace of something crashing down or even landing down. Speculations began to spark but the thoughts remain within each of their own minds since they didn't know each other and everyone in this place were people with status.

Meanwhile, a figure was seen standing straight while overviewing the landscape. His hands were behind his back and the mask he wore revealed his identity as one of the best in his profession. His facial expression was mostly hidden except for his eyes which gaze was as sharp as a sword. ”A fake or a breakthrough,” he muttered.

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The grand family name was said to have riches that could bury a world. Resources as far as the eye can see. However, right now, they were in a heated debate in the only private meeting room provided by the best inn in town.

A hand slammed the round table before the figure spoke, ”What do you mean retracting your search force?! It's not even five hours since it began!”