Chapter 6

Haylan’s face was glowering, and a murderous glint flashed across his eyes.

No one had the balls to stab him in the back when he was abroad. Even the royals had to think twice before they took something from him.

“Declan had no idea what price he would pay when he stole my money,” Haylan thought in seething.

anger.

“Haylan, how have you been these years?” Felicia asked with concern.

“Not too bad. Just working at different places,” Haylan replied.

“It must have been hard for you, my son.”

Felicia put a change of clothes in Haylan’s hands and caressed his face with an apprehensive look in her misty eyes.

The past eight years had been tough for her, and she believed that life must have been tougher for Haylan when he had to try to make a living in a foreign land.

Tears brimmed over and fell down her cheeks when she thought of the hardships Haylan might have gone through.

“Mom, I’m fine.” Haylan wiped her tears gently.

He felt wistful when he looked at his mother’s grey hair.

“Your clothes are dirty. Go get changed. You must be hungry now. I’ll make something to eat for you.”

Felicia gave Haylan a nod and patted his shoulder before leaving.

Watching his mother bustling around in the kitchen, Haylan felt very warm.

He walked into his room and closed the door. Taking off his clothes stained with the hooligans’ blood, he took out clean ones from his bag and put them on. He then lay down on his bed.

Being surrounded by the things he’d grown up with made all sorts of feelings well up in his heart.

It had been eight years since he slept in this room. This bungalow was dilapidated, but it was hist

home.

“Dad and Mom went through a lot in the past eight years. I’m going to make them live a happy life,” Haylan thought.

He had come back for a mission his master gave him.

After getting it done, he had no intention of going abroad again. His parents had aged a lot when he was gone, and he felt terrible about that. He wanted to keep them company for the rest of their lives. With that thought in mind, Haylan took out his phone and called his master. “Master, what is the mission exactly?”

An old voice sounded over the line. “The target hasn’t appeared yet. Just enjoy your life and do what you need to do. When the target shows up, I’ll call you.

want to go abroad again. After

“Okay.”

reply, the old

a daze.

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mission a trap?” he thought

could recall, all the missions his master had sent him on had been impossibly difficult, and each time he’d had to try really hard

before every mission started, his master would give him special training,

his master told him to enjoy his life, which

is

master’s words when Felicia called

two dishes and put them on the table.

Charlie came back with more dishes.

and put them on plates. Haylan saw that they were all his favorite dishes: fried pork chop, seafood stew,

liked these foods

waved to Haylan

the familiar tastes brought up a lot

same foods he’d enjoyed

of the

“Now that you’re back, just

a job myself.”

were gone for eight years and had no

what I say if you don’t want

you wish.” Haylan

at Haylan and said nothing more.

and went back to his room. He

call to Declan.

it’s been a long time since. you

with his voice was deafening music and women’s

was on a bender and playing

He said with a deadpan face, “Yeah.

return until tomorrow. You have to wait for a day,

fun. Maybe I can go there too after I

about it. I came here to cozy up to some rich guys. I must go. I’m

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Chapter 6

up after telling

“Sir, DepSea Bar.”

a sullen face. He hailed

four-story building the size of a football field.

entrance was stately and magnificent, like that of

fare and got off the car. His gaze flicked to the bar entrance as he lit a cigarette and put it

the bar, and heavy metal played

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