"Remember, I'll handle most of the talking, especially about her husband. You just chime in at the start and introduce me as a cultivator from the Demitia family," Kevin said as they stood in front of the apartment door. This one looked far more luxurious than the previous place they had visited.
This apartment used to belong to the now-deceased alchemist, James. His widow still lived here, and to Kevin's surprise, she wasn't a cultivator. Despite being married to one, her husband hadn't given her any cultivation techniques. Even stranger was the fact that their daughter was a cultivator, which Kevin found rather odd.
When they rang the doorbell, it took a few seconds for the widow to open it. As soon as she saw Chinka, a fleeting look of annoyance crossed her face, but she quickly replaced it with a polite smile. "Mr. Chinka..." she greeted.
