A Confrontation
"How come you are a cultivator when you are an original?" Arthur asked while closely watching the face of the beauty.
The beauty's face froze for a long minute. It looked like her mind went off and she was sleeping with her eyes wide open.
Yet the moment she regained her normal looks, she looked like a totally different person to Arthur.
"Originals? Do you mean those impudent filial creatures of this world?" The words she spoke made Arthur unable to speak for a second. "They are animals! Not worthy of my time or words!"
"…"
Arthur's mind stirred up to the max while he rechecked his connection again. Everything looked fine as his three threads of slavery were still holding the soul of that beauty to his will.
But everything else looked wrong!
"I… have to call off that idea for now," he dejectedly said and admitted this mistake. He didn't imagine his high hopes would be shattered in such a brutal way!