“Not talking?”
Billy continued walking towards the original waiter, ignoring the middle-aged man’s attempts to engage him in conversation.
“I’m asking you a question, insolent brat! Can’t you hear?” The middle-aged man spoke angrily, trying to assert his authority.
“Sir Hank, he… he’s here to find the group of Glavalean people from noon…” The waiter looked at Hank and shouted, desperate to provide the information.
Hank’s expression changed, indicating that he knew something.
“Seems you know something, right?” Stephanie stepped forward and demanded, “Then tell us!”
“This ain’t the place where you can act recklessly!” The middle-aged man unleashed a flurry of palm strikes towards Stephanie.
However, with his strength of a Half-Step Saint, he posed no threat to Stephanie. He was nothing more than an ant before her.
Bang!
Stephanie didn’t even need to lift a finger, and the middle-aged man was sent flying, crashing through the air like a wild beast. After soaring for a good thirty to forty meters, he crashed into a wall, shattering a pillar and plummeting to the ground, blood gushing from his mouth.
“Now, can you talk?” Stephanie’s voice was cold and commanding.
“I… I don’t know who they are…” Hank managed to respond, his eyes filled with shock and pain.
Stephanie’s power had overwhelmed him. It was clear that she was a late-stage Saint expert, someone Hank couldn’t afford to offend.
“You have some backbone, let’s see how long you can hold on!” Stephanie’s eyes narrowed, a ripple of power emanating from her forehead.
Hank clutched his head, writhing in agony on the ground. The pain was unbearable, and he begged for mercy. “Please… please stop, I’ll talk… I’ll talk…”
“Serves you right!” Stephanie coldly said, retracting her mental power.
“I… I really don’t know who those people are. The leader among them is a man under thirty…” Hank responded, his voice strained. He proceeded to describe the events leading up to their arrival to Billy and Stephanie.
Hank had witnessed the power behind Asher and realized he couldn’t afford to offend them. It was a relief to Hank that Asher had learned his lesson as he had injured the people in his restaurant. But behind Asher, there was an even more formidable late-stage Saint expert, which led to his hesitation to tell the truth.
Billy furrowed his brow and asked, “Are they people from Frigid Fortress?”
Hank shook his head. “Probably not! In the whole Demonrealm City, there are no young talents with such skills! If I had to guess, they probably come from Mysthaven City or City of Angels. Only these two places have such geniuses.”
Stephanie joined the conversation, her brow furrowed. “Do you know where they took the people?”
“I… I know…” Hank responded, his voice filled with trepidation. “I… I specifically had someone inquire about their whereabouts. They went to a manor in the western part of the city…”
“Lead the way!” Billy’s voice was firm and determined.
With that, the three of them swiftly left the restaurant, making their way towards the west of the city.
Meanwhile, inside the manor in the western part of the city, Asher sat on a sofa, holding a glass of red wine. Tain, the young master of Frigid Fortress, and Eve, the daughter of the head of Polar Trading Guild, sat beside him.
If Billy were here, he would surely recognize the woman. She was none other than the one he had encountered not long after arriving in Polar Domain, at the inn known as Snow Night Passion in Snow Dragon City. She was also the older sister of the young master named Gill who had his cultivation crippled in Skydragon City.
Asher had received a call from Eve while at the restaurant, inviting him to the mansion. Asher agreed to meet with them.
Behind each of them stood an old man, loyal servants to their respective masters.
Eve raised her glass and spoke in a sweet voice, “Master Asher, let me toast you first. Thank you for coming all the way to Demonrealm City!”
Asher smiled and raised his glass in return. “I’ve heard of Miss Eve’s beauty long before today, and now that I see you, your reputation is well-deserved!”
Eve’s charm was evident as she met Asher’s gaze. “I felt flattered, Master Asher!”
Tain turned to Asher, speaking on behalf of his father. “Master Asher, my father asked me to thank you. Tonight, my father is hosting a banquet at Frigid Fortress to welcome your esteemed visit to Demonrealm City. I hope you can grace us with your presence.”
“Thank your father for the invitation!” Asher took another sip of wine before addressing Eve. “Miss Eve, who exactly killed Chairman Roch? From what I understand, the most formidable person in Skydragon City right now is that old fellow named Sol Stuart, isn’t it? He shouldn’t be a match for Chairman Roch, right?”
Eve’s expression turned serious. “According to the news from Skydragon City, the person who killed my father is not from there. They should have come from elsewhere to support the attack! I only know that their skills are comparable to my father’s!”
Asher raised his glass, intrigued. “Is that so? Have you found out who it is?”
“Not yet,” Eve shook her head. “But the opponent’s skills were almost on par with my father’s!”
“Is that so?” Asher raised his glass of red wine and took a sip.
“Master Asher,…” Eve took a deep breath before continuing. “As long as you help me avenge my father’s death, from then on, I will serve you as a grateful servant!”
“Hahaha, deal!” Asher glanced at Eve’s captivating figure once again, feeling a slight flutter in his throat.
“Oh, by the way, Master Asher, I heard you captured a group of Glavalean people,” Tain turned to Asher and asked.
“Master Tain, you have quite the well-informed sources!” Asher chuckled.
“There are a few beautiful women among them. If you’re interested, you can stay and have some fun!”
“Thank you!” Tain hesitated for a moment before responding, “I won’t disturb your enjoyment…”
“No worries, since you’re here, let’s have some fun together!” Asher turned his head towards the elderly man behind him. “Go and bring those women here!”
“Yes, sir!” The old man nodded and turned to leave.
About five minutes later, the old man and several men escorted Harleen and Night Orchid out from the hallway.
From their aura, it was evident that their powers had been completely sealed off.
“Tain, how about it? It should be to your liking, right?” Asher raised his wine glass and smiled.
“Asher, your taste is truly impeccable. In all of Demonrealm City, apart from Eve, you won’t find such level of beauties anywhere else.” As Tain observed Harleen and the others, his eyes couldn’t help but light up.
“Hahaha, I didn’t lie to you, did I?” Asher burst into laughter.
“Except for the sisters, if you’re interested, you can take the other three to your room and have some fun!”
“You bastard, I warn you, release us!” Felicia spoke up angrily.
“Don’t worry, I’ll let you go once I get bored with you!” Asher lit a cigar and took a puff.
“Oh, speaking of which, that kid I nearly beat to death, he must be your man, right?”
“Later, I plan to let him see how I play with his woman!”
“You bastard, you will regret it!” Felicia gritted her teeth and stared at Asher.
“I’ve lived this long, I still don’t know what regret feels like!” Asher laughed.
“Let them go, and I’ll agree to your terms!” Harleen spoke up firmly from the side, taking a deep breath.