"Hmph" snorted Alvin, displeased at being interrupted and looked towards the source of the noise.
A pudgy middle-aged man sat in a chair across the restaurant. Around him was a throng of people, who looked like his entourage, and an old man with his eyes closed, appearing detached to the group.
"Well well well, if it isn't the Round Ball young master. What, did you get assigned to clean up the asses of your seniors who provoked the Bull King? You probably have much less experience cleaning asses as compared to kissing them, but do a good job nonetheless, or everyone can see what imbeciles you are" chided the old man.
"Hah, don't get too cocky old man. We have failed in killing the bull king, but we managed to kill quite a number of its half-king subordinates and obtained their cores. Wait until we digest them, we will be coming to the Ultra Sword Sect to pass time" jeered the pudgy man.
"Who is he?" whispered Stygian to the maid Spring.
"His name is Lieshun. He is the son of the grand elder of the Flame Ridge Sect. His talent is mediocre, but with the support of his father and countless resources he has become a decent cultivator. The Flame Ridge Sect and the Ultra Sword Sect are long-time rivals, so they frequently enter into arguments. He is called Round Ball young master owing to his stature, and the spiritual pet partner his father gave him, the Noxious Frog, which looks like a round ball. He is also called Noxious young master for this reason" whispered the maid. She spoke as softly as possible to avoid the middle-aged man from overhearing, which caused parts of her speech to be incoherent.
" Obnoxious young master? What kind of title is that?" asked Stygian, genuinely puzzled. He then looked up, to see that all the people in the restaurant had gone silent, and were looking at him.
"Obnoxious young master..." muttered a mercenary sitting in the restaurant before he started chuckling.
In response to this, the restaurant which had been silent burst into uncontrollable laughter.
"Hahaha! Obnoxious young master! What a fitting title! This suits you much better than any other title! From now on I will call you Obnoxious Young master" laughed the old man Alvin.
The middle-aged man was stunned before his face started to contort in rage. He looked murderously at Stygian and hollered "DAMNED BRAT! DO YOU WANT TO DIE!"
Stygian felt a suffocating pressure on him for a moment, after which it was countered by a force from beside him.
"You shameless Obnoxious young master, how could you use your aura on a non-cultivator? You are throwing away the face of our Seven Sovereign Sects!" said old man Alvin, laughing.
"Just you wait, I am going to teach you a lesson...." as the middle-aged man, or the Obnoxious young master was about to continue his threat, the old man behind him who was silent as a statue until this point opened his voice, and said in a calm tone "Enough!" The middle-aged man and his entourage, who looked like they wanted to kill people, immediately deflated like balloons and sat down like obedient little children.
"Old master Fill" greeted the old man Alvin, which was followed by Elsa and the two maids greeting him in the same way. Stygian imitated them, albeit ignorant of the old man's identity.
"Hmm!" acknowledged the old man Fill, after which he swept his eyes across old man Alvin, Elsa, the two maids, and Stygian. After his eyes landed on Stygian, it stayed on him for a few seconds. Then, he proceeded to close his eyes and ignoring everyone else again.
"Who was that?" Stygian asked Spring. Spring looked back at him but was unwilling to answer. Clearly, she remembered what happened to last time she tried to whisper information to him.
"That's old man Fill, one of the 3 grand elders of the Flame Ridge Sect. He is incredibly strong and holds a lot of power in the sect. He led the attack on the Flare Bull Demonic King. Since the operation failed, he is responsible for dealing with the consequences. Hence he is stationed near the Azurewood forest to preside over the situation" explained the old man Alvin.
By then the dishes had arrived. Stygian, who are nothing but fruits and demonic beast meat without any condiments all his life found that his mouth was watering just by the smell of these dishes. He started devouring all the dishes he could get his hands on.
"Hehe, look at this brat, he is wearing like he was living in seclusion in the forest for the past ten years," remarked one of the men next to Lieshun, not daring to speak too loudly.
Stygian ignored the clown, while the four people looked at each other with bemused looks on their faces.
The man who just spoke was astonished "Don't tell me he really was living in the forest for the past ten years? He hasn't started cultivating, so he must not be older than fourteen. Ten years ago, he must have been four. How come a four-year-old child was taken into the forest?" he wondered aloud.
Lieshun, who was silent until now, suddenly stood up with a glimmer in his eyes, and shouted "David's son!"
Most of the people in the restaurant were confused at his shout, but the silent old man Fill jolted up and started at Stygian, with an unusual flash in his eyes.
Ya, so I pretty much failed at humour. Oh well.
A little more about Stygian's past in the next chapter. Stay tuned.
Chapter 2/4 for the weekend.