C25 (1/2)

The moon was bright and the stars were sparse. Birds flew in the sky. On this extraordinary night, the King of Hell dragged his somewhat exhausted figure home.

All along the way, his thoughts were all on the man wearing the hideous mask. To him, this man was a special person!

He remembered more than ten years ago, when he was only eight years old. That night, his family was attacked by an unknown group of people. At the last moment, he only remembered his father spraying a mouthful of blood at him before he fainted!

When he woke up, he found himself inside a dilapidated wooden hut. Other than him, the other person inside the dilapidated wooden hut was the black-clothed man wearing a hideous mask!

When he woke up that year, that black-clothed man stood up and walked towards him step by step. When that black-clothed man was less than a meter away from him, that black-clothed man stopped moving!

Then, the black clothed man said to him in a very cold tone, ”Brat, if you want to live, there's only one way. From today onwards, you will recognize me as your master and won't ask me anything about your family. Can you do that?”

That eight year old ignorant boy showed an extraordinary indifference when facing the test of death. He said to that person in a mournful voice, ”Did you kill my family?”

That person nodded, and then said somewhat helplessly, ”There are too many grudges and grievances in this world that no one can avoid. You are already the last person alive in your family!”

The boy sneered, ”To acknowledge you as your master is to acknowledge a thief as your father! I cannot do it. If you want to kill me or cut me to pieces, do it! ” After saying this, the boy closed his eyes. He was waiting for the arrival of death!

The man in black raised his gloved right hand. The glove emitted a metallic luster. As long as he swung his palm down, all of Xiang Family's blood vessels would be severed!

His hand was lifted in the air for a full quarter of an hour before it finally fell powerlessly. He exhaled a mouthful of impure air. In this quarter of an hour, his heart had engaged in hundreds of battles, but in the end, he was unable to do anything about it!

After exhaling a mouthful of impure air, he used a somewhat relaxed voice and said, ”Stinky brat, I have to admit that you're a very courageous person. As expected of your last hope to your family!”

With that said, the person's figure flashed as he sat down on a broken chair beside the wooden house. After he sat down, he reached into his pocket and took out an ancient book.

He threw the book in front of the boy and said to him, ”Since you're not afraid of death, then continue to be a Xiang Family person. This book was found on your father's body, so it should be an absolute art of your family. I'll return it to you now!”

Hearing the man's words, the boy opened his eyes and took a look at the old book beside him. The cover of the ancient book was no longer there. Only a few dark yellow pages were exposed!

Trembling, the boy grabbed the ancient book and looked at the man in black with disbelief. He asked with a trembling voice, ”You …” You're not going to kill me? ”