Host, Please Be Honest! What Exactly Are You?

Time to break the curse!

~Swish!

Without a moment to share, Dorian ran his other hand over the written carving of Chiyou's name and date of birth.

And as if knowing what he was about to do, the thing struggled even more in despair while kicking and trying its best to really escape this time.

What happened? What happened?

It thought that the scene of the black tornado would be enough to shake or deter these people from harming it.

But it was so damn wrong.

The person holding it wasn't frightened at all!

Bad. Bad... This was bad!

The thing truly felt like its death was near.

No! No! How could it die like this?

With a determined mind, it quickly controlled the most to attack Dorian mercilessly.

~Woosh!

With vigour, a sharp line of blackness protruded out from the tornado and hastily launched a force attack towards Dorian's back.

The thing watched with anxious eyes as it hastily forced its full strength for this one attack: Kill!

The protruding streak moved too fast for them to see.

Nonetheless, they knew that the thing was coming for Dorian.

It was a sneak attack!

The thing first crawled on the ground before slowly ascending towards its target as though it were a snake in the jungle.

Instantly, everyone's heart grew heavy with horror as they found that their reaction was far too slow compared to the thing's speed.

Sneak attack! Sneak attack!

It was sneak attacking the Grandmaster?

Feeling like Superman, Butler Sheng's blood boiled as he quickly moved his body to protect the Grandmaster.

Too bad his Superman mode was still too slow when compared to this thing.

"Grandmaster, watch....!!!"

Boom!

The sound of an explosion echoed out, followed by a blinding light that rendered their sight useless.

And within this brief moment of blindness, their entire bodies felt weak with fear for Dorian's life.

The Grandmaster... The Grandmaster must've been hit!

Everyone was now in a state of disarray.

1, 2, 3, 4, 5 seconds of hell.

That's right.

It took 5 seconds for their sight to finally return to them.

And during that time, they felt as though it was an eternity instead.

Fear, worry, anxiety, horror and all sorts of emotions intertwined and mingled within their minds, leaving them in a very confusing and helpless state.

Their vision first returned to them in a blur.

Blink. Blink. Blink.

They blinked numerology, trying to overcome their situation and see what the hell had been going on around them.

"Grandmaster, Grandmaster!... Are you alright?"

"Grandmaster, Grandmaster, where are you?"

Everyone kept blinking in despair.

And when their vision became as clear as day, the scene before then had now become one that made them speechless.

(°_°)

Ermm... What was up with this script?

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Blink. Blink.

Hold on! Hold on! What just happens here?

Where is the black tornado? Where is the drama?

Why is the sky blue?

And more importantly, what about their emotions?

There they were, getting anxious and chewing their hearts out in worry for Dorian's life.

They had been so worried that during these last few seconds, they were almost turning bald from it all.

But who would've known that all their worrying was for nothing?

Yes! They were happy Dorian was fine.

But during the times when they were worrying and calling out to him to determine his situation, couldn't he have at least said something to calm their little nerves down then?

The scene has now returned to how it formerly was, with no black tornado switching around them.

As for the Grandmaster who they almost cried their eyes out for, he was now sitting on a tree stump not too far from where the hole was dug.

And in his hands was the wooden thing that was now burned, turning it black rather than its previous brownish wood colour.

He sat there so calmly as though he was here for an outing.

Meanwhile, they had already died and resurrected so many times just within this brief period.

(-_-)...

'Grandmaster, would it be a crime if we say that we feel like strangling you right about now?'

Everyone felt aggrieved after going through all this and seeing Dorian just sitting there in a relaxed manner.

Sigh... Forget it.

Who made him the Grandmaster?

Also, the Obyns realized that Butler Sheng had an expression on his face that made them feel as though he knew Dorian was safe.

So in that case, why not say anything to them?

As expected. Like Grandmaster, like apprentice.

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Butler Sheng squinted his eyes thoughtfully.

He had fought so many times and had already started training.

Moreover, after taking the heavenly oath, he could better recognize divine auras with his intuition and feeling.

The aura and power from the explosion were too warm and gave a very familiar feeling that he was used to after spending so much time with Dorian.

Of course, after understanding things, as well as using hos inflation to gauge the thing's strength, Butler Sheng was 99% sure that Dorian would emerge victoriously.

Thinking things through, he put his worries aside and waited for his vision to return.

Of course, he was even more curious about how Dorian had done it.

That is, they hadn't seen anything at all during these 5 or so seconds.

So how could things change so much?

This answer was indeed a simple one.

Too bad they would never know.

Dorian was just too many to say anything on the matter.

Thus, it remained a mystery to them all.

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Like so, everyone was still in a daze, trying to wrap their brains around what just happened.

Meanwhile, Butler Sheng calmly walked towards Dorian, taking his place beside him as a loyal subordinate.

The picture looked perfect.

The Grandmaster sat crossing his legs as though the log he was sitting on was his throne. And Butler Sheng remained standing beside him like a gallant knight.

"It's done. The curse is now broken. And, in the next few days, you should expect a visitor at your home."

Eh?

The Obyns glanced at each other in confusion.

"Grandmaster... A visitor? Will you be sending someone over?"

Dorian looked at them and chuckled lightly: "No. I won't be sending someone over."

"Then, could it be more creatures?"

"No."

Eh?

Now, the Obyns were even more lost than before.

No creatures or people from the Grandmaster's side.

Then who could it be?

"The enemy."

"_"