Chapter 895:
writer:Ji Mansion's Old Zhao      update:2022-08-17 13:42
  “Your parents must be quite troubled to have a child like you,”Kant said to pick as he took a sip of tea.

  After hearing the topic about his parents, pick immediately sat up and replied, “My father is someone who cares about the world. Why should he care about the trivial things that happen to me?”


  “It sounds like your father is quite a powerful figure.”Kant smiled gently.

  “Yes.”Pick was very reluctant to talk about his father’s achievements in front of outsiders because his father had taught him since he was young that the achievements of others could not be used as a source of bragging, even if ‘others’were your family.

  “What About Your Mother? Will she care about you?”Kant asked.

  “I don’t think so.”Pick shook his head and said, “Mother is just an extremely common peasant woman. How could she think of what I’m experiencing now?”


  Kant put down the Teacup and looked at pick. “Then your family is really interesting. Father is a powerful Beast Tamer, and mother is an ordinary peasant woman who cares about the harvest of the land.”


  “It’s not interesting at all.”Pick glanced at Kant and curled his lips.

  “Your parents are both extraordinary people in their respective fields. Otherwise, how could they have combined together to give birth to you?”Kant said, “You should be only fifteen or sixteen years old now. How many years have you been wandering outside?”


  “Seven years?”Pick immediately lost interest in talking when he saw the waiter with tea and snacks walking toward them. After a rough recollection, he casually replied.

  “Lord Kant, these are the pastries that Abel had instructed the kitchen to prepare.”After the waiter bent over to pick up his luggage, he placed small plates of pastries on the table one by one.

  “Alright, thank you for your hard work.”Kant smiled and nodded at the waiter.

  “I’ll take my leave.”The waiter seemed to treat pick as if he did not exist. After bowing to Kant, he turned around and left.

  As for pick, he didn’t seem to notice the waiter’s rudeness at all. His gaze was glued to the tea on the table.

  “Don’t mind me. Drink some tea first, and then you can start eating your own portion,”Kant said to pick.

  “Okay.”Pick looked at Kant with a look of appreciation and nodded. He hurriedly drank a cup of tea to moisten his stomach. Then he casually picked up the pastry on the plate and ate it one bite at a time.

  During the time Kant spent with pick, he found that, overall, pick was a more educated and domineering child. From the details of the meal, one could see what level of education he received when he was young. Such a temperament that was developed from a young age could not be acted out. Other than that, there was another point that was highly appreciated: a large part of Pick’s arrogance came from his confidence in his own strength. In this world, having such a character trait was a good thing.

  “The waiter didn’t seem to see you just now. Aren’t you angry?”Kant broke the pastry in his hand into two halves and chewed slowly. After swallowing the first mouthful of delicious food, he spoke to pick.

  “I’m not angry.”Pick shook his head indifferently and said, “I haven’t reached the point where everyone respects me.”


  “Hehe.”Kant smiled gently and said, “How do you plan to make everyone respect you?”


  “I haven’t thought about it. After all, everyone has different standards in their hearts,”pick replied.

  “Then do you still want everyone to respect you? After knowing that there are many strange people in this world.”Kant wiped the crumbs on his fingertips with the handkerchief in his arms, looking at pick, he asked solemnly, “Maybe it will never come true in this life.”


  “Yes.”Pick paused and then nodded. “I think maybe I can.”


  “Yes.”Kant nodded and ended the conversation.

  “Is my carriage ready?”Pick clapped his hands after finishing the pastries on his plate. He raised his head and asked Kant.

  “Yes.”Kant looked at the door and replied.

  “Then…… Goodbye. No. It’s better not to see each other again.”Pick stood up from his seat and showed his first smile today.

  “Don’t you want to see us? I really want to see you.”Kant held pick’s outstretched hand and said with a smile.

  “Your operation this time was really ruthless.”Pick turned his gaze to the side, he told Kant, “However, don’t think that this matter will change the opinion of the Dragon Clan and the Midget clan. After all, outsiders are outsiders.”


  “Well, thank you.”Kant accepted the suggestion of a human teenager and replied with a smile.

  “There’s no need to talk about this.”Pick waved his hand and walked out of the inn alone. Before boarding the carriage……, he said to Kant, “Oh right, the poison effect of Yin Chi is not so easy to reverse. You have to find someone to watch over Bunduk while he is detoxifying his body.”


  “Okay.”Kant nodded to pick.

  “Let’s go.”Pick took one last look at Kant who was standing by the door sill, turned around and said to the coachman driving the carriage.

  “Lord, sit tight.”The coachman shouted loudly when he saw pick enter the carriage.

  “Bon Voyage!”Kant shouted at the back of the speeding carriage.

  He didn’t know if pick had heard the last sentence.

  Kant, who had recovered from his memories, turned his gaze to Bunduk.

  “Do you hate pick?”Kant asked.

  “No.”Bunduk was stunned, as if he didn’t expect Kant to ask such a question. But after he reacted. He immediately expressed his attitude firmly.

  “Why?”Kant said.

  “I’m not sure. Maybe he never thought that he would die at his hands,”Bunduk said vaguely.

  “Hehe.”Kant laughed softly and said, “Is it because he is young?”


  “.…… No.”Bunduk lowered his head and denied, “Maybe the look in that Kid’s eyes was different from those warriors on the battlefield.”


  “Yes.”After listening to Bunduk’s answer, Kant nodded and didn’t say anything else.

  “If there is a chance, I would like to meet him again.”After a while, Bunduk said.

  Kant looked at the scenery outside the window and was silent.

  When the atmosphere in the room gradually became quiet, Bunduk heard Kant say, “We will meet again, right?”


  The two quietly stayed in the main hall and drank tea until evening.