Rich ladies are irresistible.
Especially when someone like Xu Cheng reaches a level where even those considered rich women by his standards are incredibly alluring…
"Ahem…"
Xu Cheng hesitated for a long time and finally decided not to bid.
He preferred to let others waste their Gold Soul Coins instead.
After all, he didn't need it.
When it came to life energy, the sea of spirit energy within him was already infused with a massive chunk of Life Gold. Though his third eye had evolved into the Eye of Destiny after fusing with Wang Qiu'er's destiny power, the transformed Life Gold still remained within his spiritual sea...
Previously, when Elder Yi healed Elder Cheng, it was this that he tapped into...
"Seventeen million Gold Soul Coins! Congratulations to Room No. 3 for successfully winning the bid!" The red-dressed girl looked slightly disappointed, but kept a sweet smile.
Compared to the earlier item that went for over a hundred million, this one was much less valuable. Still, seventeen million was way overpriced—Shrek made a killing.
"Next up is the third auction item." The girl chuckled lightly as the white-dressed girl behind her wheeled away Bi Ji's Tear and brought up a new cart.
"Lack of imagination," Xu Cheng shook his head.
Even though they had holographic screens, they were still using carts in such a high-level auction? Nowadays, even the Sun Moon Empire's auctions used soul tool mechanisms to swap items via spatial soul tools—an upgrade he had promoted after taking over the Mingdu Auction House.
Mingdu's cyber development had been entirely driven by him.
It irked him to see such primitive practices when the technology was readily available.
"Sigh, this item…"
In his spiritual sea, the Ice Silkworm Sky Dream suddenly spoke up.
"What's wrong?" Xu Cheng asked.
"Ah Cheng, that guy's luck is off the charts. I just mentioned this thing, and now it shows up?" Sky Dream clicked his tongue in amazement.
"You mean…" Xu Cheng was stunned.
"Ladies and gentlemen, please take a look."
The red-dressed girl pulled off a white cloth, revealing a tank about one meter tall and wide. Inside, a faint silver "mushroom" floated, along with numerous tendrils swaying like soft seaweed, leaving glowing dots in their wake.
The audience looked confused—it was an uncommon soul beast.
But Xu Cheng nodded subtly.
He glanced at Xiao Hongchen, who was marveling beside him without knowing the item's value, and smiled.
"So far, humans have explored less than 60% of the Douluo mainland, and only around 1% of the deep sea (mostly coastal areas). Thus, our knowledge of sea soul beasts is severely limited," the red-dressed girl explained.
"The deep sea hides countless treasures. This 'Deep Sea Silver Mother' is one of them. It holds immense life force, lives in groups in the far western deep sea of the Extreme North, and appears metallic due to its high internal metal content…"
"According to the Treasure Pavilion Master, this soul beast is estimated to be at least 10,000 years old. Starting bid: 10 million Gold Soul Coins!"
In the spiritual sea—
Sky Dream sneered, "Looks like the Treasure Pavilion Master doesn't know much. He noticed its life energy but not its source…"
"You mean… metal?" Ice Empress pondered.
"Exactly. People assume they consume metal and that the silver glow is from unprocessed metal, but that's completely wrong. The Deep Sea Silver Mother is composed of silver metal particles."
Sky Dream sighed, "This species is likely around 20,000 years old. You can estimate from the number of tendrils, though the formula is complicated. Interestingly, their higher-level members are smaller. I only discovered their secrets after long observation of a large tribe."
Xu Cheng's mouth twitched.
With Sky Dream's unique experiences, who could even compare?
It wasn't that the Treasure Pavilion Master was ignorant—Sky Dream's knowledge was built from countless natural encounters…
Everyone around me is a show-off.
Xu Cheng cleared his throat lightly.
"Ah Xiao, this treasure is tailor-made for you. You wanted to delve into life-metal—this'll be your sixth soul ring. The 20,000-year age fits perfectly."
"Huh?" Xiao Hongchen was stunned.
But joy soon filled his eyes: "Okay!"
He trusted Xu Cheng—if Xu Cheng said it worked, it worked.
He hadn't expected their earlier discussions with Teacher Wang Yan to go from theoretical to this close to reality!
As for formalities? He didn't even think about them…
Xu Cheng sipped tea he'd requested from the maid, eyes locked on the numbers on the screen. Though it started at ten million like the previous Ice Jade Marrow Bed, the bids were rising much more slowly. At thirty million, things nearly stalled.
"Fifty million!" Xu Cheng pressed the button.
The number instantly jumped to 50 million.
Dozens of private rooms were stunned.
That price far exceeded everyone's expectations. Forty million would've been generous, but this? Another 20+ million? Even the rich wouldn't waste money like this, right?
"They're spending 50 million on the Deep Sea Silver Mother?" Tang Wen was confused.
"Could it have another use?"
"In this phase, anyone overbidding is just stupid. It's better to burn their money early anyway…" muttered a nearby elder.
"True, but we must get the final item. It's the direct instruction from the two Lords…" A sharp glint flashed in Tang Wen's eyes.
"Congratulations to Room No. 4 for successfully bidding 50 million Gold Soul Coins for the 'Deep Sea Silver Mother'." The red-dressed girl couldn't hide her grin.
Clearly, from her perspective, this item had turned a ridiculous profit.
A fancy name, a bit of life-force fluff, a 20,000-year sea beast—and they charged 50 million. Total daylight robbery.
Since the Sun Moon Empire didn't have a great reputation in Shrek Academy, bleeding their wallets brought even more joy.
Subsequent auction items were also of high quality—hundred-thousand-year soul bones, rare treasures like immortal herbs, high-end food-type soul tools, all starting from five million, proving their worth.
"Item thirteen sold to Room No. 4 for thirty-seven million." The red-dressed girl was numb.
Out of thirteen items, only the first two went to other rooms—the rest were swept up by Room No. 4 like a juggernaut. By current estimates, they had spent over half a billion Gold Soul Coins!
Are the Sun Moon Empire's soul engineers really this loaded?
"And now, the final auction item…" She smiled brightly, "will be presented personally by our Treasure Pavilion Master, Elder Lin."
She stepped back.
The screen switched to a private room.
An old woman smiled at the audience and tapped her staff.
A jade-like box floated up before her.
"You've all come for powerful treasures. Some of you, for this exact item. So let me skip the nonsense…"
Xu Cheng's eyes narrowed.
He had also heard the rumors—
Shrek's final item was said to have a trace of divinity.
In the world of soul masters, gods were supreme, omniscient and omnipotent. Even a faint chance at godhood could lure countless soul masters like moths to a flame. Just look at Tang Chen, deceived for half a lifetime by the Rakshasa God.
But this god… could it be someone familiar?
As the jade box opened, a suffocating wave of murderous energy surged forth. Black-red mist churned almost into a physical form. Even through the screen, Xu Cheng could feel its overwhelming killing intent.
Digging through his memory, only one god matched this signature...
As the black-red mist thickened, the treasure inside gradually became visible.
It appeared to be a short dagger adorned with purple jewels. Its hilt was wrapped tightly in white cloth, making it hard to discern its true shape.
In an instant, many people in private rooms stood up, breath held, eyes locked on the screen.
"Indeed, many of you must've guessed. This dagger is related to the god who fell in battle with Sea God Tang San ten thousand years ago—Rakshasa God."
"It has been sealed within Shrek Academy for over a thousand years. Some say it was a weapon touched by that god, infused with divinity. Others claim it was the Rakshasa God's weapon. Either way, if you can tame it, perhaps…"
Elder Lin trailed off, leaving room for imagination.
After all, everyone knew the lore.
Though the Rakshasa God had fallen, the divine position remained intact. Could someone claim this godhood after ten thousand years?
"No wonder the Lords ordered me to bring this back!" Tang Wen's eyes gleamed.
"How much money do we have left?"
"Only spent 17 million so far—still have 470 million left," a nearby elder said excitedly.
Tang Wen fell silent.
One item had gone to the Nine Treasure Glazed Tile Sect for 100 million. But who had bought all the rest?
It couldn't be Shrek—they were selling.
Not Xuanming Sect—they weren't that rich.
Not Earth Dragon Sect.
So it could only be the Sun Moon Empire or the Body Sect. Either way, both were rivals.
They must've spent almost all their funds. Competing further was out of the question.
"Starting bid: 100 million Gold Soul Coins!"
Elder Lin tapped her staff.
The numbers shot up.
"110 million."
"120 million."
"150 million…"
Soon, it broke 200 million.
"Xiao Hao, should we bid?" Elder Zhu asked.
"Probably… not." Ning Hao stared at his communicator, swallowing hard. His face turned pale.
He had invested heavily—maybe not everything, but close.
But based on Xu Cheng's earlier hints, he was starting to see the big picture—
The massive profits they'd imagined from soul tool orders—where had that money gone?
Probably… right into this auction.
Still, he felt lucky—Xu Cheng had warned him. That meant he was considered part of the inner circle. For the Nine Treasure Glazed Tile Sect and even his own daughter's "assessment," that was a great sign.
"340 million!" Tang Wen gritted his teeth.
Even the wealthy Haotian Sect was starting to feel the sting. Without divine beasts backing them like Shrek, and their blacksmiths now obsolete, they were running deficits under pressure from the Sun Moon Empire's soul tools.
Their funds had nearly dried dry.
"I don't believe 470 million won't win this thing!"
"The Sect Master doesn't want the Rakshasa God's position, but told us to sabotage the bidding—drive the price up. Even if someone wins it, they'll bleed!" a big-headed man said.
"400 million!"
Before he finished, the burly man beside him slammed the bid button.
"Are you stupid?!" the big-headed man slapped him. "Do we even have 400 million?!"
"We'll just trade soul bones if needed… Body Sect isn't short on those…" the burly man muttered.
"If we win it, the Sect Master will duel you personally!"
"Huh?" The man panicked, staring at the screen, praying someone would outbid them.
"Only one item left, and Room No. 4 took everything else." Xu Jiuyou looked grim.
She had tried, as her father instructed.
But Room No. 4 was like a bottomless pit—no matter how much she added, they matched her, even raising a 40-million item to 100 million!
And she only had about 200 million total—not enough.
"Sigh…" She sighed.
Godly weapons were nice—but only if you could afford them.
"470 million!" Tang Wen's heart bled.
Only 20 million left.
Even if he got the item, the Haotian Sect would suffer massive losses.
And as the number ticked up another 10 million, panic set in—he might not even have enough…
"Room No. 4 again! Damn it!!!"
How do they still have this much money?!
"Four hundred and seventy million!" He gritted his teeth and finally shouted out his entire fortune.
"..."
The other side finally fell silent.
"Huff…" Did it go through?!!
A glimmer of joy flashed in Tang Wen's eyes.
It seemed that Room Four had also reached its limit.
After all, together, they had bid nearly one billion gold soul coins. No matter which top-tier power you put this kind of money into, even adding up their total assets, they likely wouldn't have this much liquidity…
"It looks like…"
Elder Lin smiled and was just about to announce the result—
The number on the screen changed again.
"Four hundred and eighty million!"
Silence.
A deathly silence.
Countless people stared in shock at the number on the screen.
They all began to speculate about the identity of the person in Room Four.
Sweeping up almost all of today's auction items at Shrek— even for a top-tier power, they'd have to liquidate a significant portion of their assets to achieve that, wouldn't they?
They put in everything...
"Four hundred and eighty million… once, twice, three times!" Elder Lin chuckled. "Congratulations to Room Four for successfully winning the final item."
…
"Is the Sun Moon Empire this wealthy?" Elder Lin leaned on her cane, a trace of doubt in her expression.
"I say, Lin Huiqun, you're always overthinking. If the kid wants to buy, let him buy. It's our money now—how can we lose out?" Xuanzi took a swig from his wine gourd with disdain.
"Shrek's reputation is our foundation. If we start playing tricks at such auctions, it would do more harm than good. Even if it's the Sun Moon Empire, there should be a limit to how far we go…" Elder Zhuang mused.
"…" Elder Lin shook her head helplessly. Everyone probably thought that as the one in charge of the Treasure Pavilion, she was distressed about the treasures being sold. But who knew what she was thinking?
Forget it, anyway, the Academy made a fortune.
Originally, they expected the total to be around seven hundred million at best—who would've thought it'd reach nearly one billion! That's an extra 300 million gold soul coins!
This would allow for significantly more investment into that project…
"By the way, how did Elder Mu's baptism go for Beibei?" Elder Lin asked.
With Ancestor Ah Yin currently present, Mu En had begun the baptism early that morning.
"It's done."
Xian Liner walked in, her face full of joy."Beibei's martial soul successfully evolved into the Holy Light Dragon! And under Senior Ayin's protection, his strength soared. Elder Mu had me catch two ten-thousand-year dragon-type soul beasts from the Shrek Forest. He broke through to Soul King, and then to Soul Emperor! His talent now is no less than Xiaotao's!"
"Hahahaha, Heaven bless Shrek!" Elder Song burst into laughter.
The Holy Light Dragon martial soul was top-tier. With Elder Mu's baptism, he was a guaranteed future Limit Douluo.
Hearing this, the elders were filled with joy.
…
Leaving the Treasure Pavilion.
"Axiao, here's your Deep Sea Silvermother." Xu Cheng gently touched his ring, and a large water tank appeared before him.
The rest of the auctioned items were still stored in his rings.
Obviously, Shrek Academy hadn't restricted the items—everything passed smoothly, but only within Shrek City. Outside the city, if they were robbed or attacked, Shrek wouldn't be responsible.
Xu Cheng suspected that some people wouldn't just walk away.
Whether it was the Body Sect or the Clear Sky Sect… hard to say.
"Mhm!" Xiao Hongchen carefully received the item and stored it in his own ring.
At only rank 56, he still had over half a year to go before reaching Soul Emperor. And with Xu Cheng's requirement to stop taking Sun Moon Empire's enhancement pills, the process would be even harder...
"When you reach Soul Sage, I've got another big gift for you," Xu Cheng said with a light smile.
The Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well and all kinds of immortal herbs that Tang San had planned for years—he'd picked them first. He wondered, once the real "master" in the heavens found out, would he be so furious he'd cough up three liters of blood?
It'd be great if it seriously damaged his vitality.
Xu Cheng smacked his lips—pity gods couldn't die…
"This Shrek trip was very fruitful. But you must be careful. As an exchange student and with the deterrence of soul tool nukes, even if Shrek learns the truth, they'll be furious but won't dare to act. But…"
Xu Cheng's face showed a rare hint of hesitation.
After all, Shrek's biggest weakness now—Zhang Lexuan—had already been taken by him. Mu En probably suspected this, so that card was no longer usable. Other weaknesses didn't match up to Zhang Lexuan. Even among the inner court disciples, few could compare to Ling Luochen. If he just left, Xiao Hongchen might be in danger…
More importantly, Shrek now had a demigod, Ah Yin.
This greatly reduced the deterrent force of the Sun Moon Soul Tool Legion.
According to Gu Yuena, this aura had only recently reawakened. Xu Cheng suspected even Mu En's sudden "return from the brink" had something to do with Ayin.
While Xu Cheng was deep in thought—
"It's Beibei…" Lin Xi suddenly said in surprise. "Wasn't that kid sent to the Sun Moon Empire as an exchange student? Why is he at Shrek Academy?"
"Yeah, it is him," Li Yan echoed.
Ji Juechen initially didn't care, but suddenly a spark lit up in his eyes. "He's someone worth challenging."
"Tsk… This kid's changed since the tournament," Lin Xi said, rubbing his chin.
"..."
The group chatted animatedly.
Xu Cheng was also surprised. He had seen Beibei earlier, then just at the peak of Soul Ancestor. Yet in just a month, he'd reached Soul Emperor!
And that bloodline…
He remembered that in the original story, Elder Mu had passed on his bloodline to Beibei before dying, causing his martial soul to evolve from Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon → Radiant Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon → Holy Light Dragon.
But in the original, this took a long time. Now Beibei had…
Again, it was Ah yin.
Xu Cheng frowned.
If he didn't know that the God King Tang San was forbidden from interfering with the mortal realm, he'd have suspected Tang San was behind this.
This Ah yin… would have to be dealt with eventually.
Xu Cheng weighed his trump cards.
Even if Gu Yuena attacked, victory wasn't guaranteed. She was still heavily injured, and Ah Yin had rooted herself in the Golden Tree of the Douluo Star for millennia, continuously drawing strength.
Elder Yi's soul fragments weren't even complete, let alone usable.
His only "concept-type" skill, [Fragment of Forgetting], could only erase one event, not a person or a specified set of memories.
Trying to make her forget Tang San? Nearly impossible.
Forget a single event?
Might as well make Tang San in the Divine Realm forget he sent his soul fragment to the mortal plane—that would be funnier.
But…
Xu Cheng saw Beibei striding forward with confidence, and a smile flickered in his eyes.
Didn't even have to work for this one.
Ah Xiao, you're safe now.
…
At this moment, Beibei was in high spirits.
Even his walking carried flair.
His bloodline had successfully evolved, Elder Mu was safe, and he had broken through to Soul Emperor. He finally felt capable of carrying Shrek Academy's banner.
In the competition four years from now, he would no longer be a dim presence on the sidelines, but a champion contender for Shrek!
Elder Mu told him to join the Inner Court this semester. The exam would be personally set by Mu, who then waved him off to rest. After a full day, Beibei planned to go to the dueling arena to test his strength.
But right at Shrek Academy's gate, he bumped into the last people he wanted to see—
Especially Tang Ya, and at the center of the group, Xu Cheng.
"..."
Seeing Tang Ya so affectionately close to Xu Cheng, his eyes flashed with resentment. He couldn't understand why Tang Ya disliked him so much.
Back when she stood up to Yan Shaozhe, he was the one who helped her.
What was so great about Xu Cheng?!
"Huff…"
He exhaled deeply.
He tried hard not to look, walking past indifferently, preparing to leave.
But a voice stopped him.
"Junior Beibei, what brings you to Shrek Academy?" Xu Cheng asked, eyes twinkling with amusement.
"Uh, I'm here to…" Beibei froze. He had been secretly brought back by Xian Liner. Now caught off guard by the question, he didn't know what to say.
It all felt rather sneaky.
"Oh, I get it! You came for the Shrek Academy auction, right? Silly me." Xu Cheng slapped his head like he had just remembered.
"Ahem, yes, that's it…" Beibei hurriedly nodded, scrambling for an excuse. "I'm a Shrek student after all, but auctions like this aren't something we normal students get to see, so I came to broaden my horizons, ahem."
It was full of holes—technically, exchange students returning to their academy required Sun Moon's approval. Jing Hongchen probably didn't even know…
Especially since Zhang Lexuan was now "on his side." She should've been monitoring Beibei, but Xu Cheng didn't care about it. So long as he lived and gave Shrek an explanation in two years, that was enough.
"I see…" Xu Cheng nodded, the bait now in place.
"Since the auction is over and I'm heading back to the Sun Moon Empire, why not come with me? We can travel together."
Beibei: ???
He was stunned—he hadn't expected Xu Cheng to pull something like this.
The whole point of bringing him back was to avoid catching the Sun Moon Empire's eye. Someone of his talent needed to stay at Shrek to be safe.
"Ahem, I—" Beibei's eyes darted nervously. "No need, Senior Xu, you can go ahead…"
"That won't do. You're just a regular Shrek student—they won't assign powerful escorts for you. The journey is dangerous. As a fellow Sun Moon student, I have to keep you safe. Let's go." Xu Cheng smiled.
"Tsk…" Beibei slowly calmed down. For some reason, Xu Cheng's reasoning seemed to make sense.
"Then I'll trouble you, Senior." He frowned slightly, feeling like he had forgotten something, but nodded anyway. (Fourth soul skill: Liar)
"Ah Xiao, see you in two years," Xu Cheng turned and said with a grin.
"Phew… See you in two years," Xiao Hongchen let out a long breath. Of course, he knew Xu Cheng was taking Beibei to protect him.
Because Shrek's Inner Court Senior Sister seemed to have been claimed by Xu Cheng.
As the "brother-in-law," he was a little annoyed—but as a brother, oddly touched.
…
"Do you really not want me to protect you?"
Gu Yuena frowned slightly.
Shrek had done almost nothing to keep things under wraps. Everyone knew Room Four was Xu Cheng. The road back was bound to be perilous.
"It's fine. Once I'm off Shrek's turf, I've got my ways. Besides, you're not in peak condition, and your identity is sensitive. If you're exposed to human eyes… it's not worth it."
Though Gu Yuena alone could crush their enemies, there was no need. They were still near Shrek territory. If Ayin discovered her, it would cause major trouble.
"Be careful," Gu Yuena said deeply, then vanished into the sky.
She was touched, so she planned to secretly send Chi King to protect him.
Bear Lord and Di Tian didn't like Xu Cheng—she didn't trust them…
"Afraid?" Xu Cheng turned to Tang Ya and smiled.
"Not at all, as long as you're here." Tang Ya bit her lip.
She only regretted that with this journey, there'd be no time for another night like yesterday at the hotel… Xu Cheng would be busy again after returning…
"All right, let's go. They're probably waiting."
Xu Cheng looked up at the bright moon, smiling.
…
"According to the two Elders, that's a divine artifact! A treasure used by gods! Since he won it, we're taking it back!" Not far from Shrek City, atop a mountain—
Tang Wen stood, overseeing the valley below.
"If we can take out Xu Cheng in the process, even better."
"Elder! Xu Cheng's group has left—heading southwest. They've taken Shrek student Beibei with them." A green-clad Clear Sky Sect disciple reported urgently.
"Southwest? He didn't detour… right toward us," Tang Wen muttered.
"But what about this Beibei?"
"Rumor says he's an exchange student from Shrek to Sun Moon. Apparently heading back with Xu Cheng."
"Doesn't matter. When we kill Xu Cheng, we'll send the kid back. Our target is Sun Moon—we don't need to offend Shrek," Tang Wen mused.
"Yes!"
"All right. Get ready. We'll wait right here!" Tang Wen grinned.
…
Splat!
Before Xu Cheng.
Two shadowy figures slashed their own throats, then collapsed into the forest below.
A strange, eerie sight in the moonlit night.
"Even Soul Emperors dare show up? Truly fearless in their ignorance." Xu Cheng shook his head.
"Heh, you've got guts. No wonder you escaped alive from the Body Sect's poisoned siege…"
A rough voice echoed in the darkness.
Dozens of black-robed figures blocked Xu Cheng's path.
Tang Wen held his Clear Sky Hammer, staring mockingly at Xu Cheng.
"Back at the auction, you spouted nonsense. I spared you then for Shrek's sake. But don't think I fear you!" He sneered.
"Going to threaten war again? You'll need to survive first."
"But…"
"If you hand over the final auction item, I might let you live." Tang Wen's eyes narrowed.
With a wave of his hand—
Dozens of figures instantly spread out.
Completely surrounding Xu Cheng and his group.
The air turned heavy with tension.
Not far away…
Dozens of black-robed figures stood quietly among the ancient trees…
"It's a pity that the All-Continent Soul Master Tournament doesn't allow sects to participate. Otherwise, I would really like to see how strong this so-called number one genius of the continent truly is," he clicked his tongue, sounding slightly regretful.
"Hmm... hard to say." The burly man hesitated for a moment, deciding not to dampen the enthusiasm of the Holy Son. That day when the sect master ordered them to seize the boy, he had been the first to leak the information. He had personally witnessed Xu Cheng's monstrous talent and strength.
He had seen it with his own eyes.
That vast, ocean-like spiritual power made even his scalp tingle.
Regardless of what kind of opportunity this kid had encountered or what external power he might be borrowing, his monstrous nature was undeniable.
And this so-called Holy Son… really wouldn't be a match.
...
While Tang Wen was sizing up Xu Cheng, the latter was sizing him up as well.
His strength was roughly at the peak of Rank 97, just about to break through to Rank 98.
Behind him were several dozen people—seven titled Douluo in total, and most of the rest were at least Contra level. And this wasn't even counting Da Ming and Er Ming.
Xu Cheng stroked his chin.
As expected of an old-established power. Their foundation was in no way inferior to the Body Sect or Shrek Academy.
But...
"Scram!" Xu Cheng gave him a light glance.
"What did you say?" Tang Wen was momentarily stunned.
"I said... scram."
As soon as the words fell—
A black mist began to spread around them.
From the mist, a skeletal dragon's head slowly emerged, and its tail appeared hundreds of meters away.
Only a small part of its massive body was visible, yet even that revealed a terrifying presence. In the darkness, the skeletal dragon looked even more menacing...
"No, wait—there's more than one skeletal dragon!" Tang Wen's expression twisted in shock.
He could clearly sense that all these bone dragons had been summoned by this boy.
He didn't care what kind of method had been used, but he knew one thing: just one of these skeletal dragons already had the combat power of a Titled Douluo.
Although they could handle one Titled Douluo without much trouble, the problem was… this dragon had been summoned by a teenager of just fourteen or fifteen...
Within seconds, his gaze turned cold and sinister.
This boy… must die!!!
(End of Chapter)