Chapter 29

A whole day passed in a blur, and Hero had his first dinner with the Hua family, including his brothers, sisters, and the various concubines. Hero couldn't help but admire Hua Zhilong; while he wasn't particularly skilled in other areas, his seed was strong, and almost every concubine had given birth to four or five children for him. He had a total of nine concubines!

Moreover, he had countless mistresses outside. The reason why Hero's pitiful mother was ostracized by that venomous woman was entirely because of her pride. Hero's mother was the dowry maid of that venomous woman, Long Zhaor. For this reason, Long Zhaor was often mocked by her sisters.

Hero felt he should find time to call his pitiful mother and visit her. Perhaps it was because the living emblem of the pitiful woman had become one of his innate emblems, and after perfectly merging with it, he felt a strong sense of familiarity towards her.

For the time being, he probably wouldn't have time to go back.

This dinner seemed lively, but Hero found it tasteless. Even before the meal started, he had already received many strange looks and veiled remarks.

It seemed that his identity wasn't well-received by these people, and they looked at him as if he were less than a dog.

After hearing a few more comments, Hero developed a resistance and treated their remarks as if they were just farting. He even placed Grandpa Turtle on the table and started eating heartily.

When Grandpa Turtle appeared, a lightning leopard named Leiguang, which was Long Zhaor's pet, became uncomfortable. It was sitting on the side, gnawing on dry food.

Seeing the poor little cat could only sit on the side and gnaw on dry food, Grandpa Turtle felt superior and called out to Leiguang: "Come, little cat, Grandpa will give you a bone!"

Saying this, Grandpa Turtle threw a bone into Leiguang's food bowl.

In fact, Grandpa Turtle was also quite envious of Leiguang's dry food, which was mixed with ability-enhancing agents for exotic beasts.

Leiguang, lacking the wisdom of Grandpa Turtle, had long been tired of the dry food and, seeing the juicy chicken bone, didn't hesitate to bite it.

This made Long Zhaor's eyebrows twitch, and the others looked at Hero and the turtle with strange expressions, feeling speechless.

Hero found this amusing. Since the dinner was indeed boring, he gave Grandpa Turtle a wink and pointed to the bone scraps in front of him.

So, under the speechless gazes of everyone, Grandpa Turtle swept a plate of bone scraps in front of Leiguang and pointed to the bowl of dry food mixed with ability-enhancing agents.

Leiguang nodded like a rattle drum.

Was this a trade of excrement for dragon meat?

Poor Leiguang had been eating exotic beast food since it was bought by its owner, and it was extremely hungry for meat and bones. But its master had never given it any meat or bones. Now it had finally met a sympathetic turtle brother.

Everyone regarded Grandpa Turtle as Hero's exotic beast pet, but they thought it was a shamelessly cunning and despicable creature.

Grandpa Turtle sat on Leiguang, grabbed a bowl of exotic beast food, and poured it into his mouth. This made Hero feel a bit embarrassed, and he cursed in his heart: "Damn, you're really eating like a pig."

Although he couldn't deal with that venomous woman for the time being, Grandpa Turtle had helped him save face, so Hero continued to eat heartily.

He showed the Hua family what it meant to have locusts pass through!

Describing it as a storm sweeping away the remnants was an understatement. It was as if every bowl and plate was emptied.

Fortunately, Grandpa Hua wasn't present, and no one could suppress this monster. Hua Zhilong was of the same ilk, just a bit more refined. When he saw Hero reaching for his favorite dish, he shouted: "Brat, leave some for your old man!"

Hua Yingnian, sitting next to Hua Zhilong, slapped his forehead and covered his eyes. He couldn't bear to watch. The originally pleasant dinner had been ruined by these three bandits.

The dinner ended in this bizarre and intense battle. Seeing that most people had dispersed, Hua Zhilong took out a box and handed it to Hero. It contained the life master equipment and ten first-level ability-enhancing agents he was to give him.

Long Zhaor, who hadn't left the table, saw the white glove in Hero's hand and felt deep hatred. She couldn't stand to see that bitch and her son benefit in any way in this family.

The moment Hero put on the white glove, he knew its quality. It was a high-quality life master equipment among ordinary patterned weapons: a medicine power transmission glove.

Patterned weapons were divided into eight levels: ordinary, supreme, king, emperor, imperial, legendary, forbidden, and divine. Each level was further divided into supreme, excellent, and five grades: upper, middle, and lower. An ordinary patterned weapon could be considered high-quality if it contained mithril.

An ordinary medicine power transmission glove was made of common energy conductors, and half of the medicine power would be lost during use. However, this glove contained mithril, which was an excellent energy conductor, minimizing the loss of medicine power and enhancing the healing effect.

Hero felt that his roots had a similar effect, but it was impossible to suddenly stab someone during a battle. That would be hurting people, not helping them. With this glove, he could perform remote targeted healing on the front lines, and the wider the range of remote healing would depend on the strength of the individual or the level of the equipment.

With this glove, his pills could fully exert their effects. It was also an excellent tool for tricking people. Hero couldn't help but glance at Grandpa Turtle, who loved to refine such devious pills.

After receiving the benefits, Hero gratefully said, "Thanks, old man."

This made Hua Zhilong feel like he had swallowed a fly and wanted to blast this guy back into a bottle. He couldn't understand how such a gentle woman could give birth to such a rogue.

Long Zhaor, however, thought she knew why: "Like father, like son, the son surpasses the father!"

Seeing Long Zhaor's expression, Hua Zhilong felt uneasy and found a lame excuse to leave.

Hero, after putting Grandpa Turtle back in his pocket, carried the box and walked past Long Zhaor, leaving the dining room with a swagger under her hateful gaze.

After leaving the dining room, Hero's eyes narrowed, and his expression returned to normal. He said to Grandpa Turtle, "This woman is not simple. Others may smile on the surface but hate in their hearts, but she hates on the surface but doesn't hate in her heart. She's the ultimate trickster. Let's wait for her move."

The night was cold and lonely, with dark clouds covering the moon.

In a forest near the Hua family's semi-mountain villa, a black shadow appeared. The shadow was masked and dressed in black. His mask was a patterned weapon used to conceal his identity.

He silently landed on a tree branch, and another tree nearby disappeared, transforming into another black shadow. This was a true black shadow, and in the sparse moonlight filtering through the branches, only a shadow could be seen on the ground, which ordinary ability users would mistake for a tree's shadow.

The shadow knelt and communicated with the masked man in a special way: "Shadow 10 reporting to Shadow 7."

Shadow 7 coldly snorted, "Do you know how strong that old dog Hua is? Coming to find me so rashly, if we alarm him, we'll both die."

"7, calm down. This is a matter of great importance. Dragon Emperor has asked me to personally deliver something to you," Shadow 10 said coldly.

Without further ado, Shadow 10 explained his mission and handed a small box sealed with a pattern to Shadow 7.

Shadow 7 could roughly guess what was in the box. After a brief exchange with Shadow 10, he changed the topic: "Take good care of that bastard Bear. He's been too arrogant and needs to be taught a lesson. I want him to enjoy life before Hua old dog turns him into ashes."

Shadow 10 could sense the cold killing intent in Shadow 7's voice. As a member of the Shadows, they shouldn't have personal emotions, but Shadow 7 was showing his hatred. Shadow 10 didn't ask why but replied, "His good partner is a new member of the Inner Court's Reserve Team 11. Scorpion won't let him die easily. He's probably waiting for our next instructions."

Feeling he had revealed enough, Shadow 10 suddenly disappeared into the forest, as if he had never been there.

"Scorpion? She's just a third-rate member of the organization," Shadow 7 sneered. In the next moment, he too disappeared into the night, as if neither of the Shadows had ever been in the forest.

They were the Shadows of the organization, natural shadow killers who could use their shadows to act as their true selves and even steal others' shadows to control them. Even a strong man like Grandpa Hua would find it hard to detect their presence.