Bab 678: A Letter for Headmaster

Tamuh grinned inwardly, discovering Lyon's weakness was the first step in making 'friends' with him.

(That damn old witch Malaqa and her good-for-nothing student Renduval! It's fine, it's fine, you can have the damn kunpeng. A dead beast is nothing but a dead beast, but what's better than a dead beast?)

Tamuh leered toward Lyon before he muttered, "The hunter."

"Where was I?" the matriarch pondered, "Oh right, so after I invited her to my clan, she immediately showed us how incredibly gifted she was. She found no equal in her peers, and the seniors were having a hard time believing it."

Lyon smiled, "Until she met my wife?"

The matriarch nodded before she took a sip. She then replied after a gulp, "That's right. Until we met your wife."

The headmaster shook his head with a smile, "Young friend, it seems like your wife is as capable as you."