Cyprus felt embarrassed and uncomfortable because of the way Wesley was glaring so he quickly explained, "The thing is, the situation looked critical back then so I acted first without thinking. There was no time to tell you that I charge people for my services."'You bloody...' Wesley cursed inwardly and was just about to barrage Cyprus with insults when Kian held him back."You are Cyprus right? I heard those people calling you Cyprus. Are you from the Sacred Shadow sect?""Ah yes, you are correct," Cyprus' eyes lit up. "My name is Cyprus and I'm from the Sacred Shadow sect.""Thank you for saving us," Kian folded his palms to show his gratitude. "Whatever it is you want, we'll give to you.""Gen—" Wesley was startled and wanted to call out to Kian but managed to stop himself on time.Cyprus looked extremely pleased. "See," He gestured at Wesley. "Your guard seems more understanding than you. But it's expected of rich, young masters like you."Wesley gritted his teeth and clenched h

Now? Augustus Vane is simply a shadow of his former self and he was only in his mid fifties. For martial artists, this age was the prime of life. But Augustus looked like a man in his eighties—broken, frail and weak."Mister... This is my master—" Cyprus wanted to introduce the man on the sofa but Kian already stepped into the courtyard before he could even complete his words.Cyprus watched Kian move across the courtyard silently and approach the man on the sofa who didn't flinch or react although he could hear the footsteps approaching him despite how quiet the person tried to be.But then the footsteps stopped. Augustus' brows furrowed. What is this person doing? However, he didn't look away from the sky to see Kian perusing his appearance with slightly red eyes.Just as Augustus was about to raise his head, he heard a voice softly ask him, "Isn't it cold outside? Don't you feel cold? Don't sit here anymore or are you still thinking you are that strong, proud, young man?"Augustus'

"Since you want to know, I'll oblige. But..." Kian's words trailed off as his eyes darted to Cyprus. He might be Augustus' disciple and has proven to be reliable so far on their journey here, he couldn't let his guard down and trust just anybody. So he was a bit hesitant to speak.Augustus Vane noticed his actions and was concerned but shook his head sideways as if to assure him before saying, "I trust my disciple. Go on. Speak. You can trust him too."Hearing Augustus' words, Kian no longer hesitated and directly lifted his hand to take off the plain, black mask on his face. The mask fell off, revealing an impeccably symmetrical face which was an absolute work of art.Cyprus' jaws almost dropped when he saw Kian's face. If he was considered one of the gorgeous men in this province, then Kian would definitely top the charts. When Cyprus saw Wesley earlier, he thought the man was already handsome enough but seeing Kian's face, he could see how wrong he was and it was obvious who the

How can this young, dashing grandmaster be someone's assistant? Augustus Vane looked at Kian expectantly. The latter smiled and was just about to speak when Cyprus' laughter echoed in the courtyard."Even with all the clothes, genteel appearance and all, you are just someone's spokesperson," Cyprus held his stomach as he made a mockery of Kian.Kian's face darkened and his smile disappeared. His face turned icy and he glared at Cyprus."Shut up!" Augustus also had a displeased expression as he scolded his disciple. "You fool! Do you know who he is? How dare you talk so recklessly?""Why wouldn't I know?" Cyprus scoffed coldly. "Master, you've been stuck in this courtyard and have not the slightest idea of what is going on out there.""This man here," Cyprus pointed at Kian with a smile of ridicule. "His face is plastered all over the news. He has a big shot backing him up and he is the assistant of that man. He is just a mere spokesperson."Augustus Vane's face got darker. "Did you he

"The news didn't lie at all. You are just as arrogant and haughty as they say," Cyprus sneered as he dropped his gun and brought out a sword that had been hidden in his robe. "However, you are so ignorant."Kian didn't flinch. Instead he smiled calmly and fed Cyprus' ego. "Please, don't go easy on me."Cyprus' fingers closed around the sword handle tightly. His face darkened at Kian's words. Even at a time like this, he still dares to talk so arrogantly. Humph! How presumptuous!"Why don't you go over there and get yourself a sword or a spear? Anything... Just so people don't say I'm acting unfairly," Cyprus pointed at the weapon rack some meters away.There were dozens of polished spears and swords hanging in the rack, waiting to be used. Kian raised his head in the direction Cyprus was pointing at and arched his brows.He could easily defeat Cyprus with his bare hands but he didn't reject his advice. He simply walked over to the weapon rack obediently. Cyprus smiled smugly at his ac