The closer a Nebulon was to the main family, the more potent their bloodline. Zephyr was the grandson of the paragon of the Nebulon family; his illusion bloodline was as potent as it gets.
It was obvious that the rest of the youths stood no chance.
Only the sound of utensils hitting the plate and silent chewing filled the room as Zephyr ate without any care in the world. Since the attack on Aurora, Zephyr hadn't left his division even once.
Just as Zephyr continued eating, enjoying the moment of peace, a youth suddenly rushed into the dining room, causing him to frown.
"You know I don't like being disturbed when I'm eating. This better be good," Zephyr coldly stated.
The youth who entered immediately bowed and offered his greetings, "Young master, I have something to show you. It's very important."
Zephyr's gaze narrowed, and he immediately gestured for the youth to approach. The youth did as instructed and immediately approached.
