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