Chapter 531: Nethervalley (1/2)

GDK 531: Nethervalley

Brakyah had no idea how much time he had sat waiting but, eventually, the whole ordeal was over. Han Shuo casually put on a black-green warrior gown. Wearing a satisfied and contented smile on his face, Han Shuo carried his loose pants and walked out of the house.

Although Brakyah was furious to the point of almost spitting blood when he saw the carefree smile on Han Shuo’s face, he had no choice but to put on an apologetic one. As much as he tried, his smile appeared unsightly and awkward. “Mister Han Shuo, it was my blunder that last time. I specially came here to apologize to you. Please forgive my reckless behavior.”

Han Shuo stretched himself in comfort. As he looked at Brakyah with his squinted eyes, he had secretly prepared himself to handle any surprise attack from Brakyah. When the first thing that came out from Brakyah’s mouth was an apology, his expression flipped. Soon after, Han Shuo’s eyes suddenly glimmered as he stared blankly at Brakyah.

Brakyah was obviously growing uncomfortable before that strange gaze of Han Shuo’s. He bowed his head even lower as he was afraid of looking directly into Han Shuo’s gaze. In an even softer voice, “Please forgive me for my mistakes, Mister Han Shuo.”

“En,” Han Shuo simply replied with a nasal consonant before turning around and walk back into his residence.

Brakyah furrowed his brows, and suddenly raised his head to look at Han Shuo’s back. He softly cried, “Mister Han Shuo, you have forgiven me?”

“Forgiven, all is forgiven. Just leave. As long as you don’t offend me, I have better things to do than to mess with you,” with just one glance, Han Shuo could tell that Brakyah wasn’t sincere in his apology. Yet, he had no interest in feigning civility with Brakyah. Han Shuo then coldly added, “Anyhow, if you plan to make reprisals, you might want to make the polt a careful and meticulous one. Otherwise, if I’m not dead, you won’t be seeing any mercy from this face, not even Crosius. I think you know what I mean,”

Brakyah’s pupils suddenly constricted, and gazed at Han Shuo’s back ferociously. He seemed to have the desire to pounce on him, but was obviously hesitating. While Brakyah couldn’t make up his mind whether or not to attack, Han Shuo had walked back into his residence.

He took a deep breath as though forcibly swallowing down his grudges, before revealing a faint smile, saying, “Mister Han Shuo is now a visiting advisor to my War Demon Valley. We are all on the same ship. It was just two women. I’m not one who couldn’t put up with such an insignificant thing.”

“It better be so!” Han Shuo replied coldly. Although Han Shuo looked indifferent on the surface, in his heart, he placed quite some significance on Brakyah. For a person to have silently endured until this stage, even if his strength wasn’t enough to match Han Shuo’s, his attacks were still incredibly fierce and not to be belittled.

“Oh right, other than to apologize, I’m here to inform you that there will be a meeting in two days at the War Demon grand hall, to discuss how to deal with Demonfang Castle. Lord Crosius wishes that you will be there on time,” Brakyah shouted as he gazed at Han Shuo’s back.

“Got it,” Han Shuo replied indifferently.

With a hunched back, Brakyah appeared very humble in his manner. With his head bowed, he said, “Then, I shall stop bothering Mister Han Shuo in your pleasurable affair.” Brakyah had taken the opportunity to steal a quick glance inside. His sharp eyes swept over the beautiful bodies of Hemanna and Sylph laying tiredly and disorderly on Han Shuo’s bed. He was so afraid that Han Shuo would see the killing intent in his eyes which he couldn’t completely conceal that he didn’t dare raise his head to look at Han Shuo.

However, Han Shuo’s consciousness had cultivated to this realm, so even without actively probing Brakyah with it, Han Shuo could still clearly sense the extreme hatred that came from Brakyah. That futile concealment of his only left Han Shuo with secondhand embarrassment and a bad taste in mouth.

“What a pitiful fella. I reckon he must be fuming with rage right now. Hehe, consider yourself unlucky for trying to snatch away my women!” Han Shuo talked to himself after looking at the two beautiful sirens on his bed and then at Brakyah whose shoulders had been twitching as he left. His voice was neither loud nor soft, but was certainly audible to Brakyah given his strength.

Brakyah suddenly stumbled, and he shivered for a bit before regaining his footing. With his back turned to Han Shuo, Brakyah seemed to be hesitating on whether he should go ahead and charge at Han Shuo with his life. But in the end, Brakyah managed to restrain himself, and pathetically disappeared out of Han Shuo’s callous gaze.