Chapitre 1389: Dread

The faces of the elders reddened with shame as Melisende tried her best to hold back her laughter.

"See, Junior, isn't daddy very cool?" Madeleine coaxed the small baby. Since the little guy was essentially a younger Dyon, they decided to give him Dyon's name. For simplicities sake, they settled on calling him Junior.

Madeleine's words only made the elders more embarrassed. There really was nothing they could say. Dyon's background was more robust and he had reason on his side. The fact he hadn't killed them really was giving them enough face already.

The black robed man sighed and stepped forward to take Blythe and Wilder away.

"There's no rush." Dyon suddenly said. "I happen to have Meridian Restoration pills from my Clan. The real reason I kept them alive isn't because I'm nice, but rather because this was a good opportunity to extort you all, don't you think?"