Chapter 1229 Lord Akbar (1/2)

Darren was relieved, but fear still lingered in his mind.

”Please don't make things difficult for me, sir. I will remember what you have done and pay you back as long as you do me this one favor,” Darren pleaded, his voice bitter and hoarse.

”Young man, remember what you said just now.”

In the blink of an eye, a person came close to Darren.

The person was wearing a big, grey robe. His hair was pulled up in a bun on top of his head, and his appearance was plain. He exuded a natural aura, as if he had been integrated with everything in this world.

”It's nice to meet you, sir.” Darren saluted. ”What I said is true.”

”Ha! I believe you. But, I can't return that child to you.”

Noting the anxiety on Darren's face, the man continued speaking. ”You know it's dangerous for him to stay with you. I keep him because I want to take him as my disciple, so he will be safer. Don't you think that's a good thing?”

”Take him as your disciple?” Darren was a little surprised. ”My sworn brother is not that talented. Why do you take a fancy to him, sir?”

”I know something that you don't know, but I won't tell you. What you need to do is to just hand him over to me. If one day you become stronger and you are still alive, you can come back and reunite with him.”

Upon hearing this, Darren kept silent. He was hesitant with what the man was asking for.

”Don't tarry. Do you think that I will hurt him? If I hadn't taken action, the evil spirit in his body would have devoured him. You don't want your brother to die, do you?” The man looked at him seriously.

”Well... You may be right. But with all due respect, I know nothing about you. I'd be a fool to let Aaron stay with you,” Darren said straightforwardly. He was still worried.

”Fine, just forget it. You are such an indecisive man. How about this? I'll let you stay here with him for half a month. Then you can decide whether you want to take him away or let him stay,” the man suggested impatiently.

Darren was overjoyed. He hurriedly cupped his hands and bowed in front of the man. ”Thank you very much, sir. May I have your name?”

”You don't know my name? Haven't you heard of the name Lord Akbar?”

”Uh, no. I'm afraid I have not,” Darren replied.