Chapter 724: Uncertain Haven
Adam glared at Yann’s frozen statue.
Even though Leviathan smuggled them inside the Western archipelago, his worry over Misha and their uncertain journey left no time for games—especially not from this deceiving serpent who pretended to be helpless. Not after two dao ancestors had nearly killed him.
He raised one finger, his voice a scalding snarl. "One second. That’s all the time you have left before I make your death real."
Before his finger could curl, ice shattered in glistening shards, revealing Yann’s perfectly trimmed moustache and unblemished coat. Aside from a shudder from his threat, Yann bore no traces from the Celestial Frost Matriarch’s strike, as if the frost had merely trapped him but couldn’t infiltrate his skin. How did this work? Not a spell—Leviathan had called it a bloodline ability.
As the question flashed through his mind, Yann rubbed the melted water from his neck with an awkward smile. "About my earlier words... Hmm.. You know..." He gazed aside in hesitation. "It was nothing personal."
Adam’s eyes narrowed, but Yann met his gaze without backing down. "Don’t glare at me! I hope you realise you’ve brought Yuehua Ji to my doorstep, when all I wanted was peace."
"Amazing." Adam clapped his hands mockingly. "We’ve seen where treachery led you. Tell me: what would you have done had I not spent precious seconds to spare your body from that vicious lunatic’s grasp? Continue to cheat death for centuries through her abuse?" he snorted. "I doubt you can."
Silence settled between the two men, both knowing neither would shoulder blame. And they also knew they each had a point.
After a moment, Yann turned sideways and observed the scenery. It felt familiar, like any countryside region of the archipelago, but also different. Stenches of burned timber and flesh thickened the air. Atop a hill overlooking root cellars and grape fields, a ruined manor bled dust and dark smoke.
Adam followed his gaze, realisation striking him like a physical blow. "The last survivors of House Laurentius Lux Aeterna. Did Leviathan... burn a real house to forge our identity?"