Bab 166: You Have An Option

Two men were sitting silently.

One was around thirty while the other was middle aged.

"What are you thinking now?" The middle aged man asked.

"I cannot think other than the death of Faction Lord uncle's at his hands," he did not raise up his face and kept glaring the ground.

"You are scared now, if you scared then forget to become a king," the middle aged man snickered, he wanted his some to become the kind by hook or by crook.

"I am thinking he was not this stronger before, he was only a young learner and his practice was incomplete back then," he tapped his feet on the ground to shake off his unrest.

"That is true, I heard from my men that he is fearless now, he sudued the Faction Lord and his men in few breaths," he constructed his brows because his own son was worthless in front of such strength.

"Is it possible that he has completed his practice in this time?" He asked his son.