Host, Please Be Honest! What Exactly Are You?

6:26 A.M.

Seated in the vehicle, Angzen rubbed his hands over the seats, seemingly too happy to be back in the car.

What a night!

He almost thought he would never get a chance to drive off from the spooky place.

'High Peak Town...'

Angzen murdered its name severally, as though minding himself never to cross paths with this place unless he truly had no other way to go.

Of course, he understood that this could also happen anywhere. But it still gave him the heebee-Jeebees whenever he thought of all they went through.

It was funny that when they first arrived at the town, he was hungry as hell. But now, he not only missed dinner last night but didn't have the stomach for breakfast too.

Angzen felt his belly churn, looking at the wrapped food given them by the police officers.

That's right. His belly seemed hungry, but his mind was repulsed thanks to the grotesque images of those creatures in his mind.

Augh~...

He quickly kept the meal away.

It was a clear victory for his mind over his belly.

"Not hungry." He murmured.

"Chan-ki... Go."

"Yes, Grandmaster."

Chan-ki turned on the ignition almost immediately. And like so, the Limo slowly left the scene, making its way down the tall High Peak roads.

The matter of High Peak was quickly thrown to the back of their minds.

Now, they only had one thing to focus on -- Reaching Soppo Village.

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Vrmmmmm~~~~

In no time, the trio were back on the highway. And in a couple of hours, they reached the village's perimeters.

The air was fresher, the people bubbly, with some riding bicycles with chopped-off firewood bundled at the back while others walked with farming tools hung on their shoulders.

Of course, there were indeed quite a few pick-up trucks, tractors, and other large vehicles moving about too.

Angzen looked out his window, feeling very nostalgic.

His entire childhood seemed to flash before his very eyes, recalling how he used to walk far distances to farm and do other tasks.

When recalling his youth and all the joys, blessings, and misfortunes he experienced, Angzen realized that he was truly getting old.

Just look at how fast time had flown by?

Those on the roads were in awe, looking at the time pulling in.

"F***! Which daddy is this vehicle coming to see?"

"What an expensive car! Do you think the owner is a relative of someone in our Soppo village?"

"Rich relative? Wait! Could it be someone from the Village's Chief's side?.. Or is it a government official here to talk business?"

"Do you think it's one of our girls who has finally reigned in a rich boyfriend?'

" Boyfriend? Heh... How are you not so sure that it's an old gold master instead?"

"Bah!... Who cares? All I want to know is the identity of those driving in."

"Dammit! Why do I have to work now? Just look at the show I'm about to miss?"

"Old Martha! I really envy that you're off work today!"

"Bahahahah~... As a farmer owning my own farmland, I am my one boss, and I call the shots. So I've decided to take the day off!"

"Quickly! Quickly! Let's go back fast! I want to know who these people are."

"..."

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As though blessed by a gossiping fairy, many who passed the expensive vehicle felt their skins itch with undying curiosity.

So rich!

Angzen peered at their faces, knowing what they were thinking.

What a joke!

As someone who had lived in this place for most of his life, how could he not understand their thoughts?

Some might even wish to get their daughters to dress up and bypass his home once they arrive.

Who didn't want their daughters and sons to marry rich?

Though most families wouldn't dare to make this move openly, there were still many shameless families who would throw their daughters and sons to their faces to seduce the rich and mighty. Such people could be found in any settlement, be it: City, town, or village.

Angzen fidgeted, afraid Dorian might get m angry with the excited villagers.

With their time on the road, Angzen now had a better 'understanding' of this former student of his.

So for the villager's sake, he hoped they wouldn't make this powerful student Grandmaster of his lose patience and maybe turn them into pumpkins.

Yes! His imagination was indeed running wild. But he truly believed it to be so.

Angzen peeked at the 'sleeping Dorian,' inwardly glad that he was paying attention to the overly excited bunch along the way.

"Teacher Angzen, which way from here?"

"Take a left," Angzen responded, directing Chan-ki to his parent's house.

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Vrmmmmm~

The vehicles drive along several roads, past the many homes scattered about.

Amd on the way, they indeed gained a large gathering of people, following them from a safe distance.

The villagers didn't want to appear nosy. Thus, they acted as though they originally intended to move in the direction the vehicle moved.

And soon, the villagers were shocked to see the home the vehicle stopped in front of.

Everyone's eyes picked out of their sockets.

"Could... Could it be that Angzen is back?"

"What? He? Ahhh!--... Did he make a fortune after staying in the city for long?"

"Heh..."

Amidst the area, a few jealous people couldn't help ruining the mood.

"So what if he's rich now? The man's parents died not too long ago, and he left all the responsibility to his sister's family!"

"That's right. I heard that since he left the village ages ago, he still hasn't even sent a single Vyn to his parents all these years."

"Talk about being a white-eyed wolf! No wonder his parents didn't like him when they were alive!"

"That is, who would like such a son?"

Seeing Angzen step out, many looked at him in disdain.

Some even thought that if he could've sent enough money, maybe his parents would not have died at all.

In other words, he was the culprit behind their death.

It was truly a sin to give birth to such a child!