No man is an island, and this applies to dragons as well .
For any successful venture, one requires backing. Be it leagal or illegal, one needs someone at the top to make others look the other way.
And to get said approval in this a cursed place, you need an in,some one close to the city lord.
And yet even such a person also requires a hefty sum plus one has to have some status and power.
And that is the reason I'm in this alley staring down the claws of a hydra ,buttered and close to collapsing, she used the last of her strength to try and claw my throat out.
What a pity,full breasts,bubble ass and deep green eyes she's actually a hotty.too bad for my plan to work, she needs to be dead.
Out of the shadows came a malnourished boy of what is most likely hydra descent ." master ..aa"said the boy and before he could finish anyone words ,I shut him down before he could finish his words.
Look at your dear aunt,this is the result of her arrogance and ignorance to her surrounding. Many were eying her territories because of her lack of backing.
"Master, I ask that you don't kill, I'll make sure to keep her out of your business. I'll work twice as hard anyone who works..,"" you can have her if your that attached to her."
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Three days ago
(Adrian pov)
It started like any other day in this icy hell,me getting my ass kicked by miss Vera's goons for bringing back less than the cut I was supposed to. Which is to be expected as the tasks I'm given are almost impossible to accomplish. As I look up at the beautiful face of my true tormentor, miss Vera's.she has on a smirk that made one want to both push her down and slap the smack off her face .
She was getting off on my misery and I'm sure after this she will call one of her toys into her room.
And just as predicted, moaning came out of her room and that was the signal to get out of there.
As I backed out of the mansion, I bumped into a dark skinned man with tattoos covering his forehead like a crown, he was sporting a face that could be passed off as normal compared to the standards of the beast realm yet he gave off the aura of a calm and wise man, he also seemed to be new to the area as he neither had his blood list leaking or dead fish eyes.
"Sorry for.."" Would you like to be my disciple" he asked in a surprisingly smooth manner shocking me for a second.
" don't know what your high on but you best leave that shit" Come on, abody refiner at his age and he wants to become a master of a golden core realm expert like myself.
It should be known that my talent was simply average compared to the rest of the people here at the edge meaning his talent in cultivation is crappier than the worst of us.