Chapter 715 Request For An Audience
Poison King chased Lyanna to the window and watched as she disappeared into the night. Glancing at the missing photo on his table, he grinned.
“Don’t be hasty. You’ll know everything soon enough come tomorrow night.”
His eyes glinted maliciously.
When Poison King turned from the window and returned to bed, a figure flashed across a dark corner. It was Jared.
Jared looked up at Poison King’s bedroom window with a cold look. “It looks like there is a relation between this old geezer and Lyanna’s parents somehow.”
Lyanna was already back in her room when Jared arrived. Seeing him returning from outside, she asked cautiously, “Where did you go?”
“To the restroom. I couldn’t keep it in. What? Am I not allowed to do that?” Jared let out a tired yawn and said, “Where did you go dressed in an all-black catsuit in the middle of the night?”
“I don’t need to explain anything to you.”
Changing out of her catsuit, she climbed back into bed, holding onto the photo tightly. She decided to confront Poison King about the girl in the photo the next day.
Lyanna led Jared to Poison King’s cabin the next morning. Stepping through the threshold, they saw many others had gathered around waiting in the living room.
“Pretend as though you’ve lost all your powers later. Make sure no one sees through your act,” Lyanna instructed.
“Why?” Jared asked.
“Don’t ask so much. Just do as I say.”
Lyanna shot him a glare.
Jared nodded his head and followed Lyanna into the living room.
She didn’t dare to meet Poison King’s gaze, feeling guilty after sneaking into his room the other night. On the other hand, Poison King acted as though nothing out of the ordinary happened.
Noting his gesture for her to approach, she quickly strode to his side with downcast eyes and a bowed head.
“Have you fed Jared the dissipation powder?” he asked.
“I did, Godfather. I watched him consume it with my own eyes. He has completely lost his powers now. He just a commoner.” Lyanna nodded her head.
“Excellent! I won’t forget about your efforts after I succeed in turning him into a cadaver king.”
Poison King patted her shoulder with satisfaction, then waved her away.
At that moment, a subordinate rushed into the living room urgently and reported, “Poison King, Mr. Xuereb has requested a meeting with you.”
Poison King shot to his feet at the news. The five leaders stood up nervously too.
Lyanna, who was about to leave, paused mid-stride.
Jared noticed the nervous look on their faces and speculated Mr. Xuereb must be a powerful figure for Poison King to be anxious about his arrival.
“How many men did Carlos bring with him?” Poison King asked.
“He brought only two guards with him. Mr. Xuereb said he wanted to discuss some matter with you. He wasn’t here to seek revenge,” the subordinate reported.
Poison King frowned with suspicion. “Discuss some matter with me? What is there to discuss? Could it be a trap?”
“We have poisoned over hundreds of Empyrean Sect’s martial trainees, so it was likely he was here to seek revenge. I suspect his request for a meeting is a trap. We should gather everyone this instant and defend against the Empyrean Sect’s attack,” Weston suggested.
“Since Carlos came here personally with only two guards, I think we don’t have to be scared of him. We can just let him in. Even if he plans to trap us, we can always catch him and blackmail the Empyrean Sect,” Evron suggested.
“Evron is right. There’re only three of them. What is there to be afraid of?”
“Let them come here. We can surely take on the three of them.”
The other leaders also concurred with allowing Carlos to come inside.
