"All hail Sean Khan, the new Lord Khan!"
"Under Sean's leadership, the Khan will prosper!"
"Everyone will follow Sean Khan!"
Many Khan leaders cheered, faces full of smiles, Sean Khan was a popular man.
However, Sean maintained a stoic look, he knew he could not reject the role at this point.
"Sir!"
It was at this moment, in the midst of hearty laughter and premature celebrations of the Khan leaders, that a guard hastily entered the hall, his face full of sweat.
"What's happening? What's gotten into you?" Tyson asked.
"My Lord, Lincoln has fled Khan grounds!" the guard replied.
"Escaped?"
"That b*stard!"
The Khan leaders' expressions changed dramatically.
Zeke did not wait to join them, he quickly sped out of the room, quick as lightning.
The hatred that Zeke had in his previous life, carried over.
It was a curse he must bear.
A curse of knowledge.
Knowing if it was not for Lincoln, Lily would not have killed herself.
If it was not for Lincoln, he would not have suffered so greatly, he would not have lost his fighting capability.
One way or another, Lincoln will die.
"Ugh, I was too careless! I should've planned for his eventual escape!" Zeke sighed.
"Have you found any traces of Lincoln?" Sean approached with a small militia.
"Not yet! Lincoln had prepared for this... I suspect he was responsible for poisoning the wine last night too," Zeke replied, his fists clenched.
"Me too. This b*stard, he's been using the Khan resources for so long and now he just ups and leaves!" Sean cursed,
"He's a vengeful b*stard, we can't let him escape. He will become a bigger threat to us!"
Zeke's demeanor changed,
"Don't worry, I will chase him to the ends of the Earth and kill him myself!" Hearing Zeke's Hellish tone, Sean could not help but be shocked.
Was Zeke being too angry? How much did he hate Lincoln?
A loud boom erupted out of thin air, Tyson appeared soon after.
"Father, have you found him?" Sean asked, hopeful.
Tyson's expression was firm,
"We've found him. Apparently, he was a Sun all along!" he said quietly.
"What?"
"Impossible!"
The hall erupted at the mention of this.
After all, Lincoln had been the personally hired medicine man of the Khan for a long while now, everyone knew him.
How could no one have realized he was a Sun?
"That may not be the case! Although, we must not let him off the hook! When we chased Lincoln, the b*stard fled into Sun grounds," Tyson continued, furious.
The Khan had spent a great fortune on Lincoln, and yet, he was nothing more than a traitorous turncoat.
"I demand a parlay with the Sun!" Sean commanded.
"Stop!" Tyson shouted after.
"Father, we can't let this slide! Lincoln must be a consort of the Sun! I'd like to see them explain that!" Sean immediately retorted.
"If the Sun wished to protect Lincoln, they would have an excuse for it. However, Lincoln is someone I must kill! Uncle Sean, let's go negotiate, shall we?" said Zeke with a wry smile.
"Oh?" seeing Zeke's expression, Tyson was curious as to his sudden disposition,
"Zeke my boy, do you have a plan?"