Host, Please Be Honest! What Exactly Are You?

A bowl of peach?

Blink. Blink.

Everyone blinked.

Could they have heard it wrong?

Listening to Haru repeat the order made their heads buzz.

'Don't tell me this Grandmaster is hungry at a time like this. Could they have dragged bio over without any breakfast?'

"They're not for me... They're for your Young master." Dorian said, lazily walking towards the balcony door.

"The longer you delay the peaches, the more troublesome things get."

The more troublesome?...

Dammit!

Lishu was quick to snap out of her thoughts.

"Quickly! Go and get a bowl of peaches!.. No! Make it a bucket!.. Ahh~... Get a truckload!"

Lishu gave orders faster than her husband.

Peaches were her son's favorite fruit.

So they always had them in bulk... Though not a truckload.

But how do the peaches link this with her son's matter? Could it have been poisoned?

Lishu, Zee, and many others thought so too.

Did the Grandmaster want the peach to find out what sort of poison it was before making a cure?

Zee's aura turned murderous.

"Being in all the peaches! Don't leave a single one out! And check the bins for evidence!"

If someone injected or smeared something onto many of these fruits, don't blame him for being ruthless!

Though the culprit won't be stupid to show their hands, there should be a few poisonous peaches that might be rotted away and bitten thrown.

Haru inwardly rolled his eyes, trying not to shake these people silly?

Aren't you all overthinking?

The Grandmaster only said a few words. Yet they had already written a novel based on the matter.

Haru touched the cards in his pockets, feeling a little playful.

'Hehehhehe~... I wonder what creature we'll be meeting today? Isn't this my chance to test out my new skills?'

Haru was pumped up.

When he heard that Butler Sheng and Raulin had the opportunity to test their skills when fighting that minister at the Bho sight, Haru felt aggrieved.

Luckily, fate was smiling at him again!

(^∆^)

In their group, Haru was the playful and youngest one of them all.

Hahahahah~...

This was this chance to show the Grandmaster how much he had improved.

Ghu Sota was also looking for an opportunity to prove that he wasn't a scardy cat.

Sure.

The last few times, he had jumped on his father like Scooby doo.

But this time, it was going to be different!

This time, he would stand before everyone with his chest puffed out.

You best believe it!

Looking at his friend, he raised his head high and placed his fists by his sides as he usually did.

"Stupid monster. I'm not scared of you one bit."

.

Zee Ingard clenched his fists while staring at his weak son.

Cang's body was pale with a hint of dreadful blue.

His lips were cracked, his closed eyes trembling, and his veins tense.

The boy hadn't spoken or even opened his eyes.

Yet everyone could tell that his son was far above what they could imagine.

And the more they watched Young master Cang, the heavier the gravity of the situation weighed on them.

Shrip.~

A nonexistent sound echoed in their imaginative minds.

Layer by layer, Cang Ingard's bluish skin was shedding, giving him the appearance of a badly made Frankenstein monster.

It looked like his stitched-together parts were now peeling off and coming undone.

Aummmm~

Everyone watched Cang Ingard struggle to open his eyes to no avail.

His face twisted as though having a nightmare.

The eerie mumbles caused their hearts to constrict.

Was the young master one foot away from death's doors?

.

"Haru, the vents and doors."

"On it, Grandmaster," Haru replied.

Step by step. Inch by inch.

His eyes darted across the scene, not wanting to miss a single thing.

So mysterious?

Everyone had a thousand questions to ask but swallowed them down.

But whether it was the air-conditioners or any other passages leading out of the room, Haru had it all covered.

The room was fit for a Young master, and one could even throw a little party in it.

There was also an electric fireplace, a walk-in closet in another connecting space, and a massive private bathroom.

Pah. Pah. Pah!~

(•_-)

Everyone watched Haru stamp papers on the vents and doors with one eye closed.

They pretended not to pay attention, though their curiosity couldn't get the better of them.

Hello? Why are you placing rectangular cut-stripped papers around the young master's room?

Once again, they looked at Ghus Sota as though saying: are you sure oi brought the right people over and not some crazed ones?

No matter how you look at it, there should be no reason for sticking papers around the room.

Isn't this something a child would do?

Sigh...

They were going dizzy from all the thinking.

But this was just the beginning.

"Zee..." Lishu pulled her husband's sleeves in concern.

She too thought there was something wrong here. But listening to her husband's affirmations, she swallowed their confusion.

"It's alright," Zee said, slowly caressing her hair. "If Master Jung Hou says he's the one, then have faith in him."

Whether he believed his own words was another matter.

Dorian closed the windows and balcony door, also sealing them off too.

"Grandmaster, it's done,"

"Good. Open the box."

Click!

The bluish wooden box opened, and everything now had a glimpse of what was inside.

(-_-)

This is a joke?

Where are the medical appliances?

This time, Zee couldn't make excuses for them anymore.

"What do you mean?! You come in here with candles, trying to mock my son's situation? I knew you didn't have a good relationship with my son in the past. But how do you come in here with candles, trying to mock my son's predicament?!!"

Zee's mustache danced on his face the more he spoke.

Lishu was not a spicy chicken either.

Wiping her tears, she gazed at Haru and Dorian with rage.

Come to mock her son, then expect war!!!

"Guards! Throw them out!"