Chapter 709 Ulins Hunt (2/2)

”Oh, there you are, Darren.”

Saying this, the woman smiled bitterly.

”You were gone for such a long time—I thought you'd forgotten me. Yet one day I realized I was still just as lonely as before. Butterflies and fish and flowers could not talk to me, listen to me, or love me...”

Her voice was strange—weak, low and raspy, and Darren's heart ached all the more for it.

Still, he had a clear enough head to not waste time answering her ramblings. The important thing was to keep he

trength and potential is well-deserved.”

”You don't have to say that,” Darren answered coldly. ”Just to be clear, I will never serve you.”

”Well, you don't have to if you don't want to!” Ulin said with a strange voice.

”Oh, so you're just going to go easy on me and let me go this time?” Darren knew there was no chance of this, however, and his question had been little more than a joke.

”Go easy on you? Don't be so naive, young man. As a matter of fact, I've changed my mind. Even if you had accepted my offer, there's no doubt you'd prove a danger to me in the future, sooner or later. So I think I'll just kill you instead right now.” When he had said this, Ulin's eyes began to glow as the power of an evil spirit rose up within him.

Thinking fast, Darren tried to stall for time. ”Really, Ulin? I thought I was little more than an insect to you. Why, then, are you in such a hurry to dispose of me?

Are you feeling guilty and just hoping to get it over with? Or are you afraid of giving me a chance to put up a real fight?”

”Afraid of you? What a joke!” Ulin sneered, too enraged to do anything but respond. ”You're nobody, Darren, and we both know it.

I've once killed the Lord of the Sacred Palace. Just who the hell do you think you are?”

Darren cracked a sly smile. ”Is killing a lord by trickery really something worth bragging about?”

”That's bullshit!” Ulin snarled lividly. ”I fought him man-to-man! I would never...” But he trailed off then, shaking his head, and a wicked smile took over his face. ”You silly little boy. You must think you're really clever, stalling for time like this.”

Despite the animosity he bore toward Darren, Ulin couldn't help but be impressed. He hadn't thought his opponent would be capable of fooling him.

Nevertheless, Ulin was just about done playing games. Being impressed with Darren wasn't enough to let him live.