Hearing that the magical beast dragon at home was dead, Ilmi fell silent.
That magical beast dragon was usually used by his father and grandfather. It was a very convenient means of transportation. However, compared to the magical beast dragon, he preferred conventional means of transportation, so he didn't feel much about it.
However, it was still loaned by Law from the family. In the end, it was killed. No matter what, he had to give an explanation, even though it had nothing to do with him.
For a moment, Ilmi stared at Law with pity. After a moment, he said, "Follow me, I'll take you to see my great-grandfather."
Before he finished speaking, he had already turned around and walked back the way he came.
Seeing this, a hint of surprise flashed through the depths of Wutong's eyes. He restrained his psychokinesis and took a few steps back to make way.
In his opinion, Law looked like he was only about sixteen years old. How could he have anything to do with Maha? If Law hadn't walked in from the main door and pushed open the sixth door, he would have made a move long ago based on that flawed statement.
Unexpectedly, what Law said was true. Not only did he have an interaction with Maha, the oldest in the family, but he also borrowed the family's magical beast dragon. Not to mention that Maha was willing to lend it, he actually let the magical beast dragon die.
Wutong suppressed the complicated emotions in his heart, lowered his head slightly, and stood quietly to the side.
Law ignored him and quickly took a few steps to catch up with Ilmi.
After Law and Ilmi's figures disappeared from his sight, Wutong raised his slightly lowered head. He took out his phone and dialed Zi Ponian's number to report what had happened clearly.
The phone was quickly hung up. After confirming Law's identity and purpose, the alert initiated by the butler was lifted.
Wutong put away his phone and stood where he was, waiting for the other butler to take over his position.
"If I were to make a move, what are my chances of winning?"
Wutong asked himself in his heart. It didn't take long for him to come to a conclusion. It wasn't that there was no chance, but it was far less than half.
In that case, even if the chances of winning were very low, he couldn't retreat. He had to carry out his obligations and duties as the butler of the enemy.
Law and Ilmi walked side by side on the path leading to the withered mountain.
After walking for dozens of minutes, Ilmi looked straight ahead and didn't say a word.
Although the two of them were walking, their speed was faster than running.
The forest was not as lush as the Amarlo Forest or the Demon Island Forest, but it was still several times more lush than an ordinary forest.
After walking for such a long time, they still didn't see the Withered Slaughter Mountain's shadow. Their line of sight from the top was blocked by the leaves and branches.
Along the way, Law would occasionally glance at Ilmi's side profile. The other party seemed to be planning to remain silent until he saw Maha.
"That guy Caesar, he didn't die, right?" Law looked ahead and suddenly asked.
Ilmi's eyelids suddenly moved, and he tilted his head slightly to look at Law's side face.
This was an inexplicable question, but as long as Law was added into the equation, it was easy for Ilmi to think of the Sky Arena.
At that time, he had used the Psychic Needle to disguise his appearance, which was completely different from his original appearance. That day, he had deliberately chosen a set of clothes that he hated the most, and had also made a lot of changes to his body shape.
Most importantly, that was the first time he used his telekinesis after developing it, so no matter how much time he spent thinking about it, he was sure that Law would never recognize him.
"Caesar?" Ilmi tilted his head slightly, and his soft black hair fell to the side of his ears, and asked seriously: "Who is that?"
"A pervert." Seeing Ilmi playing dumb, Law didn't care and had a faint smile on his face.
"Oh."
Ilmi nodded, then turned back and looked at the road ahead calmly.
"So, did that pervert die?" Law continued to ask.
"I don't know a pervert called Caesar, so I can't answer your question." Ilmi said calmly.
The two of them kept calling him a pervert, and Caesar, who was far away, suddenly sneezed a few times.
"So it's like that." Law paused and asked: "How much is the commission price for you to beat up the enemy?"
"The price depends on the difficulty." Ilmi replied quickly.
Law nodded and asked: "How much is the price for killing Caesar?"
"Two billion." Ilmi replied without hesitation.
"Oh ~" Law suddenly dragged out the last word, and then looked at Ilmi quietly.
"…"
Feeling the teasing gaze from Law, Ilmi's eyelids suddenly drooped down, and he looked at Law's eyes with a dead fish face.
In the process of getting along with Caesar, Ilmi privately set a price for Caesar. It couldn't be said that it was a bad taste, but it could be said that it was a good quality as a killer.
It was because the price was set early, and the training in the past few years caused the proficiency of the business skills to become very high, so when Law asked, he answered subconsciously.
As far as the result was concerned, he was cheated.
The first sentence still said that the price changed according to the difficulty, and the second sentence said that the price of a person he didn't know was self-evident.
"I suddenly remembered that among the people I know, there seems to be a person called Caesar, and two billion is the price I set for him." Ilmi stretched out his index finger and tapped his temple, and a look appeared on his face as if he suddenly remembered something.
Law smiled and said: "Since there is two billion, then the Caesar we are talking about should be the same person."
"Well, there is this possibility." Ilmi nodded calmly, and asked: "Do you want his life? Pay two billion, and I can take the commission. "
Law shrugged and said: "Unfortunately, I don't have enough money."
"Then there is no way." Ilmi said regretfully, as if he was also regretting the loss of a business. In fact, he didn't want to take this commission.
"By the way." Law smiled and asked: "Can your disguise ability be used on others?"
Hearing Law's words, Ilmi suddenly stopped.
His telekinesis ability was exposed?
Impossible, the first time he used it was when he was in the Sky Arena. Except for that time, he has never used it a second time in a formal occasion. How did Law know?
Seeing Ilmi suddenly stop, Law walked a few steps, stopped and looked back at Ilmi.
"I haven't tried yet." Ilmi looked up and stared at Law blankly. When he raised his hand, there were several bead needles between his fingers, and said lightly: "Maybe, do you want to try?"
The atmosphere suddenly changed, and there was a chill around.
Ilmi's tone did not contain any emotion, and his dark eyes were indifferent. Although there was no killing intent, there was a dangerous atmosphere.
If he agreed to try, there was no doubt that Ilmi would take the opportunity to stab him to death.
Without thinking about the consequences, the guy in front of him would do that.
Just casually talking about the effect of telekinesis, did he touch the nerve? He hasn't said anything about the Sky Arena yet.
Law thought in his heart, but his face was calm, and he smiled and said: "I've been afraid of injections since I was a child, so forget it."
"Well."
Ilmi silently put away the bead needles, stepped forward, expressionless, and walked forward.
If Law agreed to try, he would take this opportunity to kill Law decisively. After all, Law didn't know what means he used to know the effect of his telekinesis.
This person knew a lot, and Ilmi was so sure. If possible, he decided not to have too much interaction with Law.
After about half an hour, the two walked out of the sea of trees and came to the foot of the withered mountain.
"Is there no elevator?"
Looking at the foot of the mountain without any equipment, Law was surprised.
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