Chapter: 584
Meeeeow.
Meow.
The baby kittens On and Hong looked at Ron multiple times with anxious expressions before heading out of the bedroom.
The bedroom looked much bigger after those people left.
�Do you have enough strength to speak?�
Cale�s calm question floated toward Ron. Ron had a gentle smile on his face and did not seem to be hurting at all.
�Yes, young master-nim.�
�Then explain. How did you return like this when you went to hunt some foxes.�
Ron turned away from Cale and looked toward his son, Beacrox. Beacrox was on his knees by the bed, looking toward Ron�s empty shoulder.
�Maybe I shouldn�t have come back.�
But this was the only place that came to his mind. If he was going to die, he wanted to see his son and a couple other people one last time.
�I came across from the Eastern Continent. It was when Beacrox was very young.�
Ron started his story. He needed someone who would take care of his son.
�As you already know, I am an assassin. The Eastern Continent�s underworld has five famous assassin families. One of them was our family, the Molan family, and I was groomed to become the next head of household.�
�Father.�
Beacrox called out to Ron.
�Our family was destroyed by an organization called, �Arm.� Everybody else died while I managed to avoid them and escape over to Western Continent with my son. I had been hiding my identity in order to survive.�
Sigh.
Ron let out a deep sigh. His face was very pale.
�It was because, although this organization called Arm rules the underworld, they were just a low-ranking organization. The core of their operation was elsewhere. I felt fear from the strength of this organization that was beyond what I could even fathom. That was why I have been living as a lowly servant.� ( Sometimes the author uses, �Arm,� and other times just Arm without ��, so I will just use them as the author does. )
Ron started to frown.
�But I caught onto their scent for the first time in tens of years.�
Beacrox flinched. Ron�s gaze headed past Cale to Choi Han who was standing there with a look of disbelief. The scent of Arm was on this twisted yet good bastard.
�Choi Han had the scent of, �Arm,� on him when he first came to our castle.� JrNovels.com
Meow.
The baby kittens On and Hong looked at Ron multiple times with anxious expressions before heading out of the bedroom.
The bedroom looked much bigger after those people left.
�Do you have enough strength to speak?�
Cale�s calm question floated toward Ron. Ron had a gentle smile on his face and did not seem to be hurting at all.
�Yes, young master-nim.�
�Then explain. How did you return like this when you went to hunt some foxes.�
Ron turned away from Cale and looked toward his son, Beacrox. Beacrox was on his knees by the bed, looking toward Ron�s empty shoulder.
�Maybe I shouldn�t have come back.�
But this was the only place that came to his mind. If he was going to die, he wanted to see his son and a couple other people one last time.
�I came across from the Eastern Continent. It was when Beacrox was very young.�
Ron started his story. He needed someone who would take care of his son.
�As you already know, I am an assassin. The Eastern Continent�s underworld has five famous assassin families. One of them was our family, the Molan family, and I was groomed to become the next head of household.�
�Father.�
Beacrox called out to Ron.
�Our family was destroyed by an organization called, �Arm.� Everybody else died while I managed to avoid them and escape over to Western Continent with my son. I had been hiding my identity in order to survive.�
Sigh.
Ron let out a deep sigh. His face was very pale.
�It was because, although this organization called Arm rules the underworld, they were just a low-ranking organization. The core of their operation was elsewhere. I felt fear from the strength of this organization that was beyond what I could even fathom. That was why I have been living as a lowly servant.� ( Sometimes the author uses, �Arm,� and other times just Arm without ��, so I will just use them as the author does. )
Ron started to frown.
�But I caught onto their scent for the first time in tens of years.�
Beacrox flinched. Ron�s gaze headed past Cale to Choi Han who was standing there with a look of disbelief. The scent of Arm was on this twisted yet good bastard.
�Choi Han had the scent of, �Arm,� on him when he first came to our castle.� JrNovels.com
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