Cyrus endured his pain there. He used a wooden ladle to scoop up some water and cleaned his hands before continuing forward.

He passed through the Bliss Shrine, the wishing temple, the shrine gates, and finally arrived at the entrance of the Main Shrine.

A slender and handsome man was standing in front of the shrine with hands behind his back. His hair was waist-long, and he was carrying a samurai sword on his waist.

"Brother." Cyrus stopped in his tracks.

Yaron looked at Cyrus and did not speak for a long while.

"I want to meet Father," said Cyrus coldly.

Yaron smiled, revealing his pearly white teeth. He spoke nonchalantly, "You lost the Ghost Sword and came back defeated. Why do you think you deserve to meet him?"

"I'm his son," said Cyrus through a clenched jaw.

Yaron said slowly, "We're both his sons."

"What do you want to do? Fight me? Kill me?"

ways, but I agree with what you said. How can a woman be in

his eyes, he needed Yaron to support him more

ever.

to kill that Dasha scum, we can be in charge of the family,"

right, but we don't have

mean?" asked Cyrus while

place. Our father may have gone

say? What

appeared as Cyrus spoke. He walked

immediately surrounded them with alarming

the figure. "How dare you trespass this sacred place?"

looked around while laughing. He said, "There's no place on earth that I couldn't

expected, but you're allowed to be arrogant

surge of spiritual energy

a statue that was

spear in her hand.

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