Silas Valerius's true intentions were exposed, yet he still wore a genial smile: "Young Master, you're overthinking. The Clan Leader simply hasn't seen you in a while, and misses you. Additionally, some matters within the clan require your return."
"Heh."
Mael Valerius sneered coldly, not believing a single word. The old man's usual tricks? How could he not know?
"Uncle, go back and tell the old man that I won't be returning to The Dragon Clan for now."
"But..."
Silas Valerius's expression turned troubled, "Young Master, the Clan Leader specifically instructed..."
"Enough."
Mael Valerius impatiently interrupted him, "If the old man truly had something urgent, he would have you relay it to me rather than summoning me back without a word."
Luna Sutton sensed the tension in the air and gently tugged Mael Valerius's sleeve: "Perhaps... You should go back for a while?"
"Luna!"
Mael Valerius's dark golden eyes flashed with a hint of hurt, "Are you asking me to leave?"
"No..."
