Just as the woman was about to kiss Jared, her expression suddenly turned to one of terror, and she shoved him away.
At that moment, Jared snapped back to clarity and stared at the woman with a lingering sense of dread.
He realized he had almost been completely under her control.
“Why didn’t you stop me, Mr. Vermilion?” Jared asked angrily, addressing the Vermilion Demon Lord within his consciousness field. Despite being present in his consciousness field, Vermilion Demon Lord had failed to intervene.
“F*ck, I’ve been yelling at you for ages! You couldn’t hear me. The moment you see a woman, you’re a goner, especially one this stunning,” the Vermilion Demon Lord snapped. “This is your weakness, and there’s nothing I can do about it.”
Embarrassed, Jared scratched his head and apologized, “Mr. Vermilion, my bad. I guess I couldn’t help myself.”
“You’re lucky she pushed you away in the nick of time. Otherwise, you’d be nothing more than a dried corpse by now,” the Vermilion Demon Lord retorted.
Jared couldn’t help but wonder why the woman had seduced him only to push him away.
“How… How do you have Draconian bloodline in you? And not just any, but the purest Golden Dragon bloodline?” the woman asked in disbelief, her eyes fixed on Jared.
“I’m a descendant of the Golden Dragon. Of course, I carry its bloodline. But who are you, and how do you know my bloodline so well?”
Jared gréw curious.
Jared was genuinely curious. While some could detect his Draconian lineage or recognize him as the son of a dragon only a rare few could identify his Golden Dragon’s True Form.
Yet this woman had discerned it immediately upon coming close to him.
The woman’s face lit up with excitement as she knelt before Jared. “My name is Cyanna Cabeza of the Azure Dragons.”
“You’re Draconian too?” Jared’s eyes widened in surprise and delight.
He hadn’t expected this woman, whose beauty had momentarily overpowered his reason, to also be Draconian. He hadn’t investigated her earlier, so her bloodline had caught him entirely off guard.
Jared released a faint Draconian aura from the draconic essence he carried.
The aura enveloped Cyanna, who responded in kind by emitting her own Draconian aura.
Their auras intertwined, confirming their shared Draconian heritage instantly.
As Jared began to withdraw his aura, he noticed something amiss. Frowning, he asked, “What happened to your power? It feels like it’s been sealed.”
Indeed, Jared could sense that Cyanna’s abilities were sealed by some external force.
“Master, I…”
“Don’t call me Master! My name is Jared Chance. You can address me as Jared or Mr. Chance,” he interrupted, waving his hand to stop her.
While the Golden Dragons was undoubtedly more prestigious than the Azure Dragons, Jared wasn’t interested in establishing dominance or being called “Master” by Cyanna.
“Mr. Chance, my powers have been sealed, and I’ve been trapped inside this tower. There are restrictions here that I cannot break,” Cyanna explained.
“Who imprisoned you in this tower? And what about the corpses on the first and second levels? Were you responsible for those deaths?” Jared asked.
“It wasn’t me. I don’t have the power to kill anyone, nor do I know who is behind this. Besides, I’m not the only one imprisoned here,” Cyanna replied.
“What? There are others?” Jared was shocked to hear this revelation.
“Yes, there are others. This tower has nine levels, arid each level imprisons one individual. I don’t know who placed us here. All I know is that the level above me holds an old geezer who has been training for ten thousand years. While we’re unable to leave our respective floors, we can still communicate. That’s all I know. I’ve been here so long that I’ve lost track of time,” she said, her expression turning somber.
Her sorrowful demeanor stirred a sense of pity in Jared’s heart.
