100 First Time Meeting (2/2)
But the strangest emotions that took up the majority of him was boredom that turned him to feeling lethargic.
It was just the smallest ray of hope that made Dean imagine that he could explore a new reason to try and find a reason to live but it was much more boring than he thought.
Dean imagined that there could've been a lot of potential in searching for an interesting truth but it was just more disappointment.
The only thing that cheered Dean was twisted entertainment, thinking that his father may now wear a green hat in his grave.
Where was his body?
This question popped into Dean's head and acted as an incentive to just finish this segment.
”Is force the only way?”
Whispering to himself, the man thought Dean was embarrassed that he may have entered the wrong room instead of his.
”Haha, everyone makes mistakes.”
Dean sighed, counting the people in the room but instinctually answered to try and soften the pain
”I guess my parents would agree with that”
”...Huh?”
The man was slightly stunned by that answer but a dash of wind soon silenced him when he suddenly fell back.
He was close to falling down but a person helped him get back up.
”4, 5, 6, 7... only 9”
Dean had already taken control of the situation by grabbing Jane by pulling her left arm backwards to restrain any sudden movements while pointing a dagger at her neck.
”You, you, what do you want?”
The man was in a weakened state due to the sudden shock and the recent paperwork that already made him dizzy was all starting to work together.
”Miss Jane, would you be willing to tell me the experience with your past husband.”
Jane's face started to pale and Dean could already feel the sweat on her arm.
There was no way Dean would allow ants to get in the way of his search which was why he soon mentioned a casual sentence
”Could you 5 also stand in front of me and let Miss Jane talk.”
He had a hostage and looking at the man's eyes, they could only recall and gather around him in order to make sure he is protected.
”Also, could the one planning to take the hostage away from me, back off into that group. And the guy planning to stab me, could you please join him.”
A feint *Ding* was heard behind Dean due to the guard dropping his dagger in order to show that he held peace in mind, so that Jane wouldn't die instantly.
Dean had roughly sense their killing intent when the man entered the room and he saw the intimate moment.
From what he guessed, they practiced a cultivation technique that either concealed their being by erasing their presence or reflecting light.
It was too difficult to know as Dean never researched this area.
”Thank you for everyone's co-operation, may we now hear the story, Miss Jane”
The moment of truth was arriving so close that Dean couldn't help but feel a little nervous and accidentally stabbed Jane's neck