91 Stirring the pot

The crowd was initially shocked to see Ke Si appear out of nowhere with Jody in tow. However, it turned into bewilderment as the temperature around them rapidly plummeted. Even a few people in the surroundings had their attention drawn over when they felt that chilling cold.

Lady Isis allowed her aura to blow Ke Si out of the way as she appeared directly in front of Jody's face like a ghost, cupping his face in her hands. Her voice was shaking in pure rage and trepidation, but her aura was completely subdued for fear of harming her boy, "Little Jo, are you okay? Who did this to you? Tell me this instant! No, no, does it hurt, babe? What happened to your eye? Are you okay?"

Jody felt his heart melt as he watched his mother turn frantic over him. She clearly couldn't think straight as this was her first time seeing him injured. He could sense her killing intent that didn't have a target. Jody found himself a little amused as he watched this adorable woman, who could not decide whether to be fierce or soft at this moment.

Jody could only imagine in trepidation how he would suffer once she learned that he had done this to himself. He wasn't looking forward to that. Regardless, his mother's reaction was lovable to him. 'Having a mother is truly nice, ah...'

"I'm fine, ma," said Jody, with a little difficulty, as his face was still in his mother's palm.

"You're fine? Then, is this eye patch for fun? Do you enjoy scaring your mother this much? You are clearly not fine, so speak the truth to me now! Tell me what has happened!" commanded Lady Isis as she removed the eye patch from her son and released a small yelp when she saw his swollen, listless right eye, which seemed devoid of light.

Isis suddenly felt faint.

Who dared to blind her child?! She had the mind to flatten the entire estate. Jody had only seen his mother like this once or twice, and he knew that now was definitely not the time to test her. With no other choice, he obediently told her that same lie he had spoon-fed Ke Si. Everyone's face revealed shock as Ke Si filled in the holes in Jody's story without being asked.

"Nirvana flame," said one of the old men in the back.

Jody felt that this man looked excessively familiar, though he didn't recall having met him. He couldn't help but note that this old man, who looked like the most regular old uncle with no energy fluctuation, had a voice that sounded right next to your ear at all times.

This was definitely not normal person behavior.

Of course, neither was being in an underground supermarket.

All the adults in the group turned very respectful when this man spoke, except for Jody's mother, who was still kneeling in front of him, holding his hands and her own together as if praying. At the same time, she muttered a spell under her breath in the ancient language that the runic masters study. Unlike the incantations of most sages, Jody could understand his mother's spell slightly!

He grew excited as he finally figured out why she was called the Frozen Night Master.

His mother, Isis, was a Radiant Master! A runic master specializing in the healing power of the fate laws, also known as Holy Light Force. That explained the noble "Master" in her title. As for the "Frozen Night," he had seen numerous examples of where this part of her name could've come from.

Whenever his mother became angry, things would become ice.

A ball of light slowly manifested in front of Lady Isis before floating into Jody's eye. The latter felt a current of warm and cool energy soothe his tensed and swollen eye nerves, giving him a fantastic sensation that couldn't be adequately described. After blinking his now watery eye a few times, he found that his vision had recovered entirely!

In fact, it had significantly improved.

"Wow! Mother, can you teach me how to do that? You still haven't taught me how to deep freeze people like you did to, uhmph..." Lady Isis swiftly covered the calamity that her son almost inadvertently brought upon her from his overly talkative muzzle.

If there was one person who didn't need to know what she had done to Ke Si, it was this older gentleman she was doing her best to ignore.

"Less of that, my little heartbeat. Mother will naturally teach you all she has learned, okay?" This was probably the first time Lady Isis had completely promised to teach Jody magic, making the little boy's sapphire eyes light up like starlight.

His mother would definitely not go back on her word; she had already said it.

Seeing this, Isis sighed in her heart.

This was the price of preventing him from mentioning that matter with Ke Si in front of this old wolf. This boy was truly a born warrior. The aspect of growing stronger trumped his other desires. Jody simply nodded his head at his mother's words, and she released his mouth.

"Mother, where are we? Is Ke Si a taxi?" asked Jody innocently, and Ke Si almost fell over.

"We are…I'm sorry, is he a what now?" Isis simply didn't know how to deal with this son of hers sometimes.

He was far too informed, to the extent that she barely knew what he was even talking about at times. How could she imagine the depths of Jody's inside jokes?

"Taxi... Do you mean like you always call Synergy? Does this term refer to a pet or a ride? If so, Josiah, calling your friends as taxis is rude. He's far more useful than being a mere ferry. Although, he is admittedly very good at that as well."

"Haha, a ferry, that's a good word too, Ma. Ke Si is a ferry!" laughed and smiled Jody brightly, melting Isis' cold heart instantly.

Ke Si's forehead was completely full of black lines as he faded into a shadow. Two hands suddenly appeared from Josiah's shadow, tickling him torturously, "Bwahahaha, no, stop! I'm the young lord, why haha, you can't, ahahaha, no stop…Ke Si, you foul beast, hahaha!"

Jody hated being tickled. Forced laughter? It was so insidious.

It was at this time Lord Osiris cleared his throat, drawing everyone's attention. He motioned towards the elder to his left and spoke directly to his son, "Josiah, this should be your first time meeting him, right? Come say hello to your grandfather, Abercorn Trillwolf."

To the crowd's shock, after hearing "grandfather," Jody, whose eyes closed while enduring Ke Si's devious attack, remained oblivious to the subtle motioning of his father and immediately looked towards the elder who had recognized the nirvana flames.

This was the man he initially found to be familiar somehow. When he heard the word "grandfather," Jody immediately realized why he looked so familiar. He also could no longer mistake the lifeblood resonance that he felt, the same feeling he never felt from Jumoke. Upon closer observation, the faces of this man and himself were about 60% similar, his father's face being even closer in resemblance at 85%.

This man was at least seven feet tall, had broad shoulders, and had a majestic bearing as he met the young boy's gaze.

He smiled at Jody with the appearance of a robustly healthy 50-year-old man. He had jet black wavy, braided dreadlocks in a ponytail halfway down his back. Only one or two of his locks were grey, unlike white-haired Ke Si. This man wore stylish black clothes that left the torso bare and a necklace nearly identical to the one Jody was currently wearing. There was also an overbearingly vicious-looking wolf head medallion on the shoulder of his clothes.

Jody felt something calling in his blood as he took three significant steps forward and bowed deeply, "Josiah greets grandfather!"

Silence.

Everyone on the scene seemed to be dumbfounded at the turn of events, with expressions of mild apprehension on some of their faces and amusement on the faces of the dull child and Jody's mother.

His father was rendered completely speechless.

This son of his was simply an enigma. How did he instantly do the one thing they had agreed on not allowing him to do for now? The elder Jody spoke to had a brilliant smile on his face as he laughed loudly with a heroic fervor, his laugh sounding entirely similar to Osiris.

"Good, good. Good grandchild!" The elder said three good's in a row as he continually nodded. The elder next to him looked slightly younger, less imposing, had blazing red hair, and resembled elder Mercer. This elder rubbed his nose, embarrassed, and coughed a few times to draw Jody's attention.

"No bother at all, sweet grandchild, no bother. I am Abercorn Trillwolf. I have long heard of my outstanding grandchild. The rumors indeed do you no justice," said Abercorn Trillwolf, displaying his best respected elder demeanor.

"Eh?" Jody was genuinely baffled.

If this red-haired old coot was his grandfather, then he was Tutankhamun.

Jody would never believe he was related to this man by blood. The guy didn't even smell familiar. Besides, if that was the case, who on earth was the other guy with such a pleasant scent? His ancestor? Jody refused to believe he was more related to Abercorn Trillwolf than the man in front of him. His disbelief was more than apparent on his face as he looked at Abercorn Trillwolf as if watching a fool tell a corny joke.

Abercorn's face was the epitome of awkwardness. This brat was so unconventional.

It was at this moment Jody remembered that his father was adopted.

Jody's reaction caused Abercorn to cough dryly as the Five Element Wolf Pack elders all frowned. This kid just had to choose now to show up, sullying the ideal meeting they had planned earlier today. How was Abercorn supposed to present a majestic image for this grandson of his now?

"Young master, please be more respectful to the Grand Elder," asked Elder Fontaine, feeling sorry for his uncle. Abercorn was his father's twin brother and like half a father to himself.

"Indeed, little Joe, mind your manners," said Charlotte Slaughter, worried that Jody would face the scorn of Grand Elder Abercorn if he didn't straighten up.

Hearing so many varied reprimands, Jody could no longer make heads or tails of this situation.

He instinctively looked towards his mother, hoping she would voluntarily explain. This caused Lady Isis to smile wryly and look away towards Ke Si, who then frowned and looked towards Lord Osiris, who, at this point, was already having a severe headache.

Why did this third child of his always have to stir the pot as soon as he arrived? In fact, why had he even come in first place? They were nearly at the border to the central ward! No one expected to see this child here.