章節 90: Meeting the Author

"Settle down. I didn't come here to fight or argue."

Walking towards Daniel, the man waved his hand in his movement. A golden chair was built before him, and the art was somehow mythical. Daniel couldn't stop himself from shaking and held his hand firmly whilst panting.

"That must be tough. I mean seeing the one who murdered your family in cold blood. I guess you'd decide to kill me any moment from now, but I'd advise you refrain from that."

"Oh come to think of it, tea? You don't want any? Well, that's bad. Thought you would like it since I preferably chose to give you coffee and a tint of sugar. Laced with a large volume of milk of course."

Hearing those words reminded Daniel of his past, and that heart-wrenching period struck him strongly with disgust. He felt like puking at that instant and held onto his mouth to keep himself steady.