Chapter 727 Dalton’s Identity
Grim was desperately pulling Vesper away and urging him to walk away silently like him.
At that moment, Wynter seemed to realize something and spoke up with a smile. “Is she asking us? I think she seems to be asking-”
“Three days!” Vesper quickly interrupted her. “We’ll give you three days. After that, we must take him away.
Wynter raised an eyebrow. “Okay, cool. Yeah, the attendant was indeed asking us.”
With that, she turned to the side and said, “Two cups of hot coffee and one milk, please. Thank you.” She quickly paid for her order.
“Sure thing. Coming right up!” The attendant started working on Wynter’s order on the breakfast cart.
The guilty underworld guards took advantage of this opportunity and disappeared on the spot. Known for their terrifying reputation, they had never fled so hastily before.
It was truly bizarre. Why was their existence suddenly revealed to the living? It was still half an hour until dawn.
Tonight’s events were all too strange. They were determined to investigate it when they returned underground.
No one suspected Dalton, especially with his frail and delicate appearance. He was just standing silently next to Wynter while occasionally coughing softly.
Except for the three spirits, no one noticed the subtle threat conveyed by his faint smile.
If it were them, they wouldn’t dare to approach, either.
The soul–locking chain truly lived up to its name. It recognized its master within a second.
If the three spirits had any doubts about Dalton’s identity before, they were now 100 percent certain that he was the rumored underworld lord.
After all, only he could scare the soul–locking chain into revealing its essence.
After confirming Dalton’s identity, the three spirits dared not even breathe loudly.
Silently, they moved closer to Wynter and wondered if they should remind her of the prominent figure standing right beside her.
But Chaos was also there. Why didn’t he recognize his master?
Leo had many questions. He had been around longer than the twins and had heard some spirits mention it before.
The underworld lord always carried Chaos with him wherever he went. According to legend, Chaos shouldn’t even exist in this world anymore. Every time it appeared, it heralded great calamity.
27 Dallen’s Idemity
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All spirits had to obey heaven’s will.
Nowadays, human fortune was more important than anything. Most of the fortune in the world had been bestowed upon humans.
As a result, spiritual energy grew scarce. This led to the downfall of the ancient beasts, who were resigned to their fate.
Hadn’t the lord already sealed himself away? It was said that his soul was scattered in different places. Why would his true nature appear here? Didn’t the people in the underworld know about this?
Leo stole a glance at Dalton.
Dalton, of course, noticed Leo’s gaze. When he looked over, he extended his slender, fair finger and lightly placed it on his lips.
Within the black mist, he looked even more sinister than the underworld guards.
Meanwhile, all of Wynter’s attention was focused on the underworld guards, so she overlooked this.
“It seems that Atwater’s words can be useful in critical moments. Underworld guards aren’t allowed to reveal themselves in front of the living, or they’ll be punished.”
But why did they just reveal themselves out of nowhere? Or was there something that forced them to do
so?
As Wynter pondered, her gaze shifted backward, toward Dalton’s direction.