In a dimly lit resting chambers, a sense of eerie stillness pervades the air. Soft hues of lavender and mauve adorn the walls, casting a gentle glow that dances upon the intricate tapestries hanging from the ceiling. The room is furnished with opulent velvet couches and plush cushions, offering a semblance of comfort amidst the confinement.
At the center, a solitary figure sits, her flowing purple hair cascading around her like a veil. Her piercing violet eyes betray a mixture of defiance and resignation as she awaits her fate, locked within the confines of her luxurious prison.
’I wonder how he is doing now?’ The purple haired lady thought as a warm yet hopeless smile slowly appeared on her face. But while she was having her thoughts, a silhouette suddenly appeared right behind her.
"Young mis–"
"I have a name"
Right when the silhouette was about to call out to the lady that is seated, the lady suddenly cut the silhouette short as she spoke up in a cold manner.
After a moment of silence, the silhouette spoke up again in a more respectful manner "Miss Veronica, they have captured him"
"What?" The lady who apparently is named Veronica muttered as her body involuntarily shuddered while she had a look of disbelief on her face.
’How is this possible!?’
’Did they go to China to capture him?’
’Or is he back from China already?’
While Veronica was asking various questions within her head, the silhouette seems to be able to hear them as the silhouette spoke up again.
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"The eccentric cultivator is the one that got him as soon as he came back to his home"
"No!! Nothing bad should happen to him!!" Veronica suddenly yelled out in panic as she suddenly stood up and dash towards the door out of the resting chambers. But before she could reach it, the silhouette suddenly appeared right in front of her as it spoke in an apologetic tone.
"Am sorry Miss Veronica but the family head instructed me not to allow you out of this chamber under any circumstances"
"Get out of my way Harley" Veronica replied with an angry look on her face. But the silhouette didn’t even move an inch as she spoke up again in the same apologetic tone.
"Am sorry Miss Veronica but I can’t do that"
"Then I will just have to make you change your mind" Veronica said in an icy tone as a palpable aura began to rise around her.
"You don’t have to do this Miss Veronica" The silhouette which is named Harley said with a helpless tone mixed in it. But the aura around Veronica continued to rise as she replied in an unwilling tone.
"Unfortunately, I have to"
As Veronica, the determined young lady with striking purple hair and eyes, summoned her full power, the air crackled with anticipation. With graceful yet decisive movements, she unleashed a torrent of energy towards the imposing silhouette named Harley. Her attacks, fueled by years of diligent training and innate talent, surged forward with unstoppable force.
But Harley, a formidable adversary, seemed unfazed by Veronica’s onslaught. With a swift gesture, he erected a shimmering barrier of energy, effortlessly deflecting Veronica’s assault. The impact sent shockwaves rippling through the chamber, rattling the tapestries and causing the very air to tremble with the intensity of their clash.
Veronica gritted her teeth in frustration, her determination unyielding despite the setback. With renewed focus, she gathered her strength once more, preparing to unleash another barrage of attacks. But before she could strike again, Harley countered with a precision that belied his shadowy form, sending Veronica staggering backward.
"Give up Miss Veronica, you aren’t strong enough to face me" Harley spoke up in a straight yet indifferent voice.
"I will never give up!" Veronica exclaimed with a determined look on her face as her aura began to rise yet again.
"If so then I have no choice but to put you to sleep" Harley replied with an unwilling tone as she suddenly raised up one of her hands.
And so, In the dimly lit chamber, the atmosphere was tense with anticipation as Harley, the seasoned veteran cultivator, faced off against the unwilling Veronica. With a solemn expression, Harley raised her hand, channeling a tranquil energy that radiated with a soothing aura.Veronica, her purple hair cascading around her like a veil, eyed Harley warily, her determination evident in the defiant set of her jaw.
Yet, despite her reluctance, she found herself succumbing to the calming influence of Harley’s mastery.As Harley’s energy enveloped her, Veronica’s eyelids grew heavy, her resistance gradually waning as a sense of peaceful serenity washed over her.
Try as she might to fight against it, Veronica’s body betrayed her, succumbing to the gentle embrace of slumber.With a heavy heart, Harley watched as Veronica drifted into a peaceful sleep, her troubled expression smoothing into one of tranquility. With a sigh, she gently guided her to the plush cushions of her resting chambers, ensuring her comfort before silently departing into the shadows while muttering.
"I just hope everything will turn out alright"
...
’Veronica’ Hutton thought with a grim look on his face. Just then, he finally saw that the man that is oppressing him right now has a striking resemblance to Veronica.
"So what do you have to say for how you treated my daughter all these years?" The dignified looking man suddenly asked in a cold tone while Hutton was trying to clear things in his head.
"Am sorry to say this elder but I technically don’t see any fault in how I treated your daughter all these years"
"What?" The dignified looking man exclaimed as a murderous intent suddenly erupted out of his body and further made Hutton to prostrate more on the floor.
But Hutton still mustered all the strength he could use to continue while he still tried to remain calm.
"That’s the truth elder, she was the one who met me five years ago and insisted on being my restaurant manager when i was just starting my career as a businessman"
Apparently, what Hutton said is precisely the truth. Right after Hutton graduated from the university, Veronica unexpectedly came to him at his own apartment and insisted on being his manager no matter what business he plans on embarking on.
When the dignified looking man heard what Hutton said, he remained silent for a while before he suddenly spoke up in a solemn tone.
"But that doesn’t change the fact that she was in your care for five whole years. And so as punishment, you will be locked up in our private cell for a year"
’What?’ Hutton thought with a darkened look on his face as he suddenly felt the oppressive aura which was on him disappear as two men suddenly appeared beside him.
"Take him away" The dignified looking man spoke up yet again as he began to rise up from his throne.
"Yes family head" The two men who appeared beside Hutton said in unison before they tried to get hold of Hutton.
’Not if I can help it’ Hutton suddenly thought as his expression became cold. Right when the two men were about to get hold of Hutton, the later suddenly moved.
With a sudden burst of power, Hutton unleashed a whirlwind of spiritual energy, catching his assailants off guard. The force slammed them against the stone walls, sending cracks spider-webbing across the ancient surface.
As they staggered to their feet, Hutton seized the opportunity, his movements fluid and precise despite his injuries. With lightning-fast strikes, he targeted their vital points, exploiting weaknesses in their defenses honed through years of rigorous training.The first cultivator fell with a guttural cry, clutching his chest where Hutton’s strike had found its mark.
The second, fueled by rage and desperation, lunged forward, but Hutton sidestepped with preternatural agility, delivering a devastating blow to the back of his opponent’s neck.Silence descended upon the throne room, broken only by the heavy panting of the young cultivator as he stood amidst the wreckage of his adversaries.
With a mixture of relief and disbelief, Hutton realized he had emerged victorious, his survival against overwhelming odds a testament to his strength and resilience.
"Oh? So you are a cultivator?" The dignified looking man suddenly spoke up after he paused on his way out of the throne room with an intrigued look on his face.
"I will not be taken to your private prison or anywhere else" Rather than to answer the question the dignified looking man asked him, Hutton said with an unwilling and determined look on his face.
When the dignified looking man heard what Hutton said, he suddenly gave out a frown as he said in a cold tone.
"Oh really? Why don’t we test and see then. Harley"
"Yes family head" As soon as the dignified looking man called out a name, a voice rang out in response all around the throneroom.
’Don’t tell me there is someone who is as strong as him here?’ Hutton thought with a grim look on his face. But the dignified looking man didn’t seem to care about Hutton’s current reaction as he spoke up in a commanding voice.
"Get him"