BXBX NOVEL Chapter 289 288: Negotiation
Chapter 289 288: Negotiation
SLAP!
Bam!
"What did I tell you about bringing an incomplete payment?"
In a room that spoke of opulence and depravity, a man who seemed to be in his fourties and had blonde hair spoke in a deep and indifferent tone as he gazed at a young boy who was coughing out blood as he slumped near a wall with a body sized imprint.
The man walked away from his desk, and with cold indifferent eyes behind his shades, he walked towards the young boy.
"Did I not ask you a question?"
The blonde man removed his glasses as he grabbed the head of the young boy and looked into the young boy\'s amber eyes.
"Ye- Yes you did… Father."
The young boy struggled to speak due to the immense pain he was feeling from the blonde man\'s slap.
Meanwhile, a tinge of rage sparked in the eyes of the blonde man when he heard the word- Father.
Bam
Bam!
A kick landed on the young boy\'s skinny stomach and the immense force behind it slammed him into the wall once again.
GAH!
"Don\'t you dare call me Father. I can never have such a useless and worthless son like you."
Hearing the heartless words of the blonde middle aged man, no pain, anger or sadness could be seen in the eyes of the young boy. Only… exhaustion.
\'If I don\'t call you Father, you\'d treat me worse you psychopath.\'
The young boy thought, but didn\'t dare such words out louds.
"Ah."
"Now. Answer my question."
Disregarding the groan of pain that escaped the lips of the young man, the blonde middle aged man grabbed the boy by his throat and questioned once again. But this time, his voice was much deeper and colder.
"And how do you expect him to speak if you hold his throat old man?"
A completely different voice resounded in the room, startling the blonde middle aged man and the young boy.
The blonde man dropped the boy and turned to look at the newcomer who was sitting on his desk with crossed legs.
"Who are you?"
The blonde man asked with squinted eyes as he tried to inspect the stats of the intruder. A frown emerged on his face when he saw the stats of the intruder.
\'A tier 2?\'
"I thought you\'d ask how I got here."
A light smile appeared on the lips of the intruder, then his gaze shifted to the badly injured young boy.
"Well. If you can commit such acts to a young boy, somebody who is even your son. Then I should not be surprised if you don\'t care about the lives of your subordinates."
"He\'s not my son."
The blonde man spoke with an extremely cold and deep tone.
The intruder shrugged nonchalantly.
"Well. You obviously don\'t have the qualities of a father."
The blonde man squinted his eyes as he observed the intruder.
The intruder had so many striking qualities that should make him to be well known.
Whether it be his visage which had a beauty that could not be described with mere words.
Or, his dual colored eyes which exuded both an alluring and ominous gaze.
Or, his physique which spoke of perfection.
Or, his aura which exuded both immense self-confidence, pride and uniqueness.
All of these characteristics were so unique that should have made the intruder extremely known in the Underworld.
But, no matter how?much the blonde man racked his brain on the identity of the intruder, he could not think of anybody that was similar to the individual.
"Who are you?"
The blonde man asked once again with a tinge of caution in his tone.
The time he had spent in the Underworld had taught him a lot of things.
One of those things was to exert caution when dealing with the unknown. Especially an unknown that possessed such unique aura and characteristics.
\'Even though he\'s an early tier 2, his confidence bothers me.\'
\'I know there are some monsters that can fight above their tier. Is he one of them?\'
\'Even if he\'s not, he might be part of a top tier force.\'
\'Somebody like this has to be special in some way.\'
The blonde man\'s stance shifted slightly.
Tap
The intruder jumped off the table and with a smile, he clapped.
"Who I am doesn\'t matter. It is what I want that matters."
With a nonchalant tone, the intruder replied.
"What you want?"
The blonde man\'s brows furrowed in confusion for a few seconds. Then a flash of realization appeared in his eyes.
He glanced at the young boy with amber eyes before shifting his gaze back to the intruder.
"Impossible."
The blonde man replied with a resolute tone and the smile on the intruder widened slightly.
"Oh come on. Everything has a price. Just name your price old man."
With a nonchalant tone, the intruder spoke.
"He\'s not for sale. Not for any price."
The intruder tilted his head and his smile became slightly wider when he heard the resolute words of the blonde man.
"Hmm. Well, a part of me was kind of hoping you would reject my request."
"Cause you see…"
An stifling pressure engulfed the room as the gaze of the intruder became exceedingly cold.
"... You\'re really ruining my image of fathers."
A drop of sweat from the blonde man landed on the floor as he felt the unrestrained aura of the intruder.
\'What sort of aura is this? It\'s like I\'m facing an extremely powerful warrior that has fought in countless battles.\'
\'But that\'s impossible. He\'s too young to have such experiences!.\'
Despite the thoughts running through the mind of the blonde middle aged man, he did not cower and instead got into a stance for a battle.
A slight frown emerged on the face of the intruder when he saw the reaction of the blonde middle aged man.
He turned his gaze to the young boy who was looking at him with untold levels of exhaustion and acceptance.
The intruder tilted his head slightly.
"Do you want me to kill this man? Or do you want to take revenge and kill himself?"
"What do you want me to do with this man?"
"Say it, and if I find it reasonable. I\'ll do it."
A strange light which was unnoticed by the intruder flashed in the eyes of the blonde middle aged man after the intruder spoke.
The young boy looked at the blonde middle aged man then the intruder, and with a tone that sounded coarse and deep for a boy his age, the young boy spoke:
"I don\'t care what you do to him. I just want to be free and happy."