47 The City Lord 4 (2/2)

”I don't want to kill him. I want to make him believe that I am not a threat, and if that is not possible, I want to go into hiding to become stronger. Either way, after growing strong enough, I will kill him.”

”…”

What the f*ck?

The main reason for the old man being so shocked was that this was something he would never consider from someone like Aaron, even though it was the smartest move.

Retreat, and kill when strong enough.

He was also confident that probably no other normal Ascender would choose this, as they were all typically hot-blooded teenagers who would never be able to make conscious, adult decisions like these where they would have to endure accepting that they were weak.

It was different if they chose it after being advised. And if they were shown the difference in power in the same way that had happened with Aaron, they would have been shaking in their boots and wishing to never tangle with someone like that.

The gap was just that large.

It was also different if the Ascender had some sort of background they could fall back on. Then, they could bide their time.

Yet, this kid with nothing of the sort had decided right away with the confidence that he would be able to reach that power level.

From where did he get this kind of confidence?

The old man didn't know.

And he was excited to find out.

Clapping his hands, he laughed out loud while Aaron picked himself up.

At the same moment, Anissa burst into the room with panic on her face.

”The City Lord has sent a message! He found out about this whole thing, and he wants to meet you and that guy! He promises that he won't bring harm, and that the meeting can occur in the presence of a World Government Official!”

Hearing this, the old man's eyes hardened, as if the worst case had come to be.

Turning to Aaron, he said, ”It seems it wasn't your call, after all. Get ready. The City Lord waits for no one.”