Chapters 035

Oscar rode back home after inspecting the Cloud Peach groove office building.

Although it wasn't as flashy as a brand new office building, it's architecture was quite solid.

If Oscar wasn't in a hurry to begin operations, he would've made some additional designs to it.

While driving, he decided to share the goodnews with Mr. Martins.

"Good morning Sir" he started after the former picked up the call.

"Oh it's you Oscar. I heard my daughter mention that you needed some herbs. I just happened to know a friend who might help us. Do you want to tag along?" Mr. Martins replied with a low chuckle.

Oscar's mood brightened. His mum was in comatose due to a deadly poison. Only by gathering the required herbs could he brew the antidote.

However, medecinal herbs were exceedingly precious and scarce. It wasn't a matter of how much to buy it, but where to buy it from.

Oscar wasn't narcisstic to think that he could locate the recquired medecinal herbs alone. As such, he had asked Goldie for assistance.

"That's great news Uncle Martins. I'll be on my way now" Oscar had no time for delays, immediately taking a detour.

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"Sir! If I knew you were going to come, I could've made an even larger recession ah" Lucian poured a cup of wine for a middle aged man wearing tailor made suit with braided hair and a star tatoo on his forehead.

They were currently at the inner chambers of Lucifer Sins. But although this was his territory, Lucian didn't dare put up airs.

If the public saw just how subservantly Lucian was behaving, they wouldn't blame him too much ; afterall, the man with a star tattoo was none other than the infamous Murrock Laufey.

"You seem to be having a good time in this city ehn?" Mr. Murrock took a sip from the wine.

Although he acted calm, the invisible air of oppresiveness he unconsciously excluded made it hard for Lucian to breathe properly.

As for the subordinates behind him, they were already sweating buckets.

"I have Sir Murrock to thank"

"If not for the grace you have shown to my father, I won't be where I am today" Lucian bowed his head in respect.

"Tsk. A trifling matter. Your father was my subordinate in the past. However, I never expected you both to be so resourceful"

Lucian panicked.

"We are nothing compared to the great Howling Fiends cult"

A proud smile appeared on the other party's voice.

"Right, why hasn't your father come to see me? does he no longer put me in his eyes?" Mr. Murrock squinted, a terrifying glint flashing across his eyes.

Lucian instantly felt goosebumps. So terrifying!

"A Misunderstanding! My father is in another City to discuss a new project collaboration, so I had to file in his place" He hurriedly explained.

"Father!!" just then, there was a shrill scream, followed by a loud bang as the door forcefully opened.

Jace stormed in with a frosty expression. Behind him were two of Lucian's subordinates, who had frightened expressions.

They had allowed a strange brat to interrupt the leader's meeting!

Only a cruel punishment awaited them.

"Brat! State your business! do you think this is a place where you can just barge in as you like?!" Lucian barked, giving his subordinates at the door a threatning glare.

Damn these Stupid Subordinates! How could they let a random brat interrupt them?!

Ahh! What would Mr. Murrock think of me now?

"Hmph. Who the fuck are you?" Jace gave Lucian a dismissive look before addressing Mr. Murrock with endearing eyes.

"Dad! You have to uphold justice for me!"

Lucian who was about to blow up with rage instantly felt as if a bucket of cold water was doused on him.

D-Dad?!

"Look at you, crying like an Idiot" Mr. Murrock frowned with displeasure.

However, he soon noticed a red palm print on his son's cheeks.

"Who did that to you?"

"It's a stupid brat! he slapped and humiliated me in public! He even beat up my guards! Dbd! you have to uphold justice for me!"

Mr. Murrock frowned. He was conversant with the strength his son's bodyguard had.

Whoever could beat them up was bound to be a Deviant!

A Deviant! This single word represented alot of things. As such, he decided to tread cautiously.

Although he was often lauded as the Silver Haven's Underworld King, he knew there were some foreign parties that he didn't dare antagonize.

"Can you recongize your bully if you see him?" Mr. Murrock asked with a frown.

After staying at the top of Silver Haven's food chain, he more or less knew some juniors with frightening background.

If the other party had an impressive backer, he wouldn't pursue the matter.

But if the other party was just a rogue Deviant or had a less impressive background.. Hmph!

Only suffering awaited that person!

"I took a picture of that person" Jace brought out his phone, which was displaying a picture of Drew.

"It's him?" Lucian gasped, recongnizing Drew.

"Do you know him? Is he related to you?" Mr. Murrock grimaced icily.

"No. No. We can even be considered as enemies!"

"What is his background?" Mr. Burrock didn't let his emotions cloud his sense of judgement.

"He's schoolmates with my younger brother. His name is Oscar and he's just a useless school janitor. But of recent, he began to put up airs and go against my brother. I was confused at the dramatic change in attitude. But now I realize the crux of everything. He must've recently awakened as a Deviant and began to feel cocky" Lucian deduced.

"A mere janitor dares humiliate this young master in public? Dad, you have to kill that person!" Jace's eyes flashed with hate.

Mr. Burrock stroked his chin, delebrating on how to deal with the matter. Lucian's eyes immediately lit up.

"Leave that Oscar guy to me. I'll properly deal with him. Not only did He offend me, he even dares offend young master Laufey" Lucian said with a fawning smile, not missing this great chance to bootlick.

"Not just that person. There was also this ugly guy who went against me"

"Not only that, he claims that awesome father fears him and dosen't dares offend him in this city"

Mr. Burrock's eyes shot up, containing a frightning glint.

"He said that?"

Jace shivered under his father's threatening glare.

However, he still nodded.

"Good. Good. Very good!" Mr. Burrock laughed icily, his eyes flashing coldly.

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"Martins, why hasn't that junior still arrived?" a bald man clad in a tailor made suit frowned, dropping his cup of coffee.

Judging from his chubby figure and bulging stomach, he was living a really good life.

Mr. Martins, who sat over him, wiped some sweat of perspition out from his forehead.

"Mr. Hemsworth please don't be offended. I am suqe Oscar has a solid reason for his lack of punctuality"

"Hmph. I'll just wait for another ten minutes to give you face. If he still dosen't arrive before the time elapses, don't blame me for being rude"

The garden's atmosphere became tensed. Mr. Martins could only try bringing up some small talks to lighten up the mood.

Just like that, five minutes passed. Just then, an aged voice announced.

"Young master Oscar has arrived"