Chapter 383: Remove His Arm
Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations
Kill the family of an emperor?
That had to be the funniest thing in the world.
Who was confident enough to say that? Who was this man kidding?
Luton snorted.
Himl Soan hadn’t killed him yet, so he believed the other party had scruples. Luton was Emperor Baih’s son. Killing him would make him the ultimate enemy of the family.
Emperor Baih would never let the matter drop. Luton believed Himl Soan was afraid of falling out with his father. He wasn’t in any danger.
One thing he hadn’t figured out was Ivar. He was still racking his brain when he heard a childish voice.
“Master, it’s done!” Firey appeared, dragging Ivar behind her.
Did she kill Ivar?
But Ivar was a peak Mahayana cultivator!
How could this girl kill him?
“Is he alive?” Himl Soan asked.
“Yes! I kept him alive!” Firey nodded.
She seed so harmless. Who could have thought she had caught Ivar alive? That was even harder than killing him.
At Ivar’s cultivation level, it was virtually impossible to capture him alive. How did that happen?
Luton was utterly confused. The only explanation was the girl was already at the Emperor stage. But that was impossible!
It defied common sense!
Ivar scrambled to his feet, coughing violently. He was extrely cautious and wanted to run into the shadows as soon as he got up.
But he failed.
His abilities seed to have been deactivated. He then rembered feeling the sa way when he fought the girl.
The difference was that he could use so of his power back then. It was as if sobody was suppressing him to hone the girl.
“Don’t be so nervous. If we wanted to kill you, you would have been long dead,” Himl Soan said indifferently.
“Was that you?” Ivar asked.
Himl Soan knew what he ant and nodded.
Ivar was surprised. His wild guess had turned out to be correct. It was hard to accept because Himl Soan seed so ordinary. However, being an assassin, Ivar could tell there was sothing extraordinary about this guy.
He had no choice but to believe the man.
“You’ve captured , so I presu you want sothing from . What do you need?” Ivar said calmly.
Himl Soan nodded. He liked smart n like Ivar. They were so easy to talk to.
“I’m giving you a task. Remove one of his arms.” Himl Soan pointed at Luton.
Ivar frowned and hesitated. He tried to figure out why Himl Soan kept him alive. With his ability, he could easily remove Luton’s arm or kill him on his own. He didn’t know why the man asked him to do it.
Luton was holding his wife and daughter hostage. He was worried about how that would affect the situation.
At that mont, Ivar felt the restraints on his power disappear. He was back to normal. He hadn’t decided yet, but the man had already freed him. Wasn’t he worried about getting attacked?
On second thought, Ivar realized it was a ridiculous idea. The man could lift the confinent without leaving a trace, so of course, he wouldn’t be worried.
“Alright.” Ivar approached Luton with hesitation.
“Ivar, how dare you?!” Luton glared at Ivar.
He laughed at Himl Soan’s request at first. He was still holding Ivar’s wife and daughter hostage. That man wouldn’t dare touch him!
What a ridiculous request!
He believed Ivar would never dare betray him. If Ivar didn’t care about his wife and daughter, his threat would never have worked in the first place.
To his surprise, Ivar started walking toward him.
“Ivar, what are you doing? I still have your wife and daughter!
“Move any closer, and you’ll never see them again!
“Ivar, what the hell are you doing? You’re a mber of the Baih family! Are you going to kill your master?” Luton panicked as Ivar moved closer.
He didn’t dare fight the man, so he had to crawl away. Ivar looked perfectly calm as he moved toward Luton.
As an assassin, removing Luton’s arm would be a piece of cake. It wouldn’t take him more than a second. He could even do it without alarming Luton.
However, he chose the most painful way that would take the longest ti. He would use a knife.
Before long, Luton was cornered.
“Ivar, don’t do it!
“Leave alone. I’ll release your wife and daughter imdiately!” Luton was crying uncontrollably.
Losing an arm was worse than death. He brought up Ivar’s wife and daughter because that was the only chip he had.
“Do you know why I’m moving so slowly?” Ivar asked.
“Why? You are doing it on purpose?” Luton suddenly beca hopeful.
“You’re stalling for ti? You’re the best assassin! I’m going to release your wife and daughter!
“Ivar, get out of here!” Luton reached out to Ivar, asking the man to help him get away.
Ivar didn’t move. He watched Luton with the sa expression, showing no emotions. The next second, an arm appeared in his hand.
It was Luton’s.
Luton was dumbfounded. He blinked and looked at his empty shoulder.
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