Father and Son Talk

At the same time.

Kukuroo Mountain, located in the distance.

A gigantic Flying Magical Beast streaked across the sky.

"Bang!"

Silva fell from the sky.

The butlers and servants who witnessed his injuries, even those who had received training, could not control their expressions and were filled with astonishment!

Silva remained expressionless, ignoring the butlers' gazes, and walked straight towards the mountaintop.

The housekeepers looked at each other in bewilderment.

At the back of the crowd, a boy in a suit and round glasses stared in the mirror as Silva walked away, still unable to contain his astonishment.

Once Upon a time.

The young patriarch was a symbol of invincibility in his eyes.

He simply couldn't fathom what kind of enemy they would have to face, or what kind of dangerous mission they would have to carry out, to have the patriarch injured to this extent!

Those hands, covered with countless dark, poisonous spots, looked as if they had been twisted into a deformity!

One glance was enough to leave an unforgettable impression!

On the way to the top of the mountain, a burly old woman wearing reading glasses and with huge pigtails suddenly appeared out of nowhere.

When his gaze fell upon the injury on Silva's hand.

The other person's eyes behind her glasses narrowed slightly, but she still controlled her expression, only smiling slightly on her wrinkled, bark-like face.

"It seems... this mission has encountered some unexpected circumstances, Silva..."

Silva glanced at her, a hint of emotion finally appearing on his face, and nodded.

"Yes... Tsubone..."

"I encountered a group of strange teenagers who left me with unforgettable scars..."

Silva glanced at his hands, then looked away and said calmly.

"However, it was all worth it!"

A glint of light flashed in Tsubone's eyes, and he smiled with a hint of coldness.

"But... no matter what, isn't this price a bit too much...?"

"Even for the sake of the family, I'm afraid the master wouldn't swallow this insult."

Silva glanced at her, shook his head, and said calmly.

"Tsubone, you haven't seen those children, especially... that boy named Ian."

His eyes gleamed with a hint of ambition.

"If you meet him, you will understand the heights he will reach in the future. The world of Nen users will inevitably be greatly shaken by the arrival of that child."

"And our clan needs to strengthen our ties with him."

"Otherwise, I doubt that there will be a place for us in the future world."

Upon hearing Silva's words, Tsubone's face showed a hint of surprise.

He didn't doubt what Silva said.

But... how could Young Master Silva make such a judgment? What kind of Nen Ability did the other party display?

Absolutely unbelievable!!

"Whoosh!"

Just then...

An elderly man with silver hair suddenly appeared on the field.

The old man stood with his hands behind his back, his body slightly hunched, his sharp eyes fixed on Silva's hands.

He stared for a long time before suppressing the icy Nen emanating from his body and speaking in a cold tone.

"Tell me in detail what happened."

"Master Zeno..."

Tsubone finished speaking, he bowed slightly and was about to leave.

"You should stay and listen too, Tsubone. Perhaps Silva isn't thinking things through very well; someone needs to guide him."

"Yes..."

Tsubone wiped away the tears that welled up in his cloudy old eyes from his excitement.

She knew perfectly well that what was supposed to be a private meeting between members of the Zoldyck Family was that they had kept her there, which meant they truly considered her a member of the family.

Silva showed little emotion upon seeing his father's arrival.

During his journey back over the past few days, he had already rehearsed what he was going to say in his mind many times.

Then.

Silva recounted in detail everything he had done since arriving in Ejin City.

After listening to Silva's words...

Zeno frowned; clearly, he had many doubts as well.

He had initially thought it was just some trouble involving his grandfather's old friend, but unexpectedly, Silva had experienced these same things. He couldn't help but ask.

"You mean... the Sharku Clan possesses the Dark Sonata?"

Obviously.

This legend came from the Demon King's musical score, which he had also heard of.

He frowned, glanced almost imperceptibly around, and then spoke.

"The ancestors of the Sharku Clan worked closely with your great-grandfather; they both ventured onto the Dark Continent. Perhaps this thing originated from there..."

"I've considered that too, but I'm afraid it's not the case..."

At this moment, Silva interrupted Zeno.

"According to Jorar, this sheet music should have been passed down in their family before, so perhaps the only way to find out the secret is to ask their great-grandfather."

Zeno hesitated for a moment before speaking softly.

"Your great-grandfather received a message from your grandfather recently; he's preparing to... return home..."

Upon hearing this, Silva's pupils contracted.

Zigg.

Even Silva, the strongest member of the Zoldyck Family clan, has rarely seen his grandfather.

However, one thing is clear.

The Zoldyck Family clan's current strength is largely due to their travels across the Dark Continent.

Now that it's confirmed that Maha has left the family.

The two sides did not discuss this topic further.

After all, even if the Sharku Clan has any secrets, everything will naturally come to light once the two elders of the clan return.

Zeno frowned, looking at Silva's scarred hands, and muttered under his breath.

"So, this is what that brat you were talking about sent people to do?"

"After all these days, you still haven't been able to get rid of the toxins..."

"He... really doesn't respect us Zoldyck Family..."

His words carried a hint of coldness.

Silva, however, remained calm.

"Dad, if I had to say, the other side is Netero, who is bound to grow stronger..."

Upon hearing this, Zeno shook his head and chuckled.

"Perhaps that kid's Nen Ability is somewhat special, but no one will ever be like Netero again..."

His gaze was deep, as if he were recalling something, and he shook his head with a wry smile.

"Netero is a true monster..."

"That guy is practically superhumanly strong. In fact, it wasn't just your great-grandfather who spoke highly of him."

Even your grandfather once said that Netero was a true monster...

He sighed as he said this.

"However, people always grow old, which is why you young people have the illusion that someone will catch up with him..."

Silva remained silent.

He had anticipated his father's reaction.

However, he wasn't in a hurry.

He only needed to dispel the idea of his family becoming his enemy; as for contacting the other party, he planned to handle that himself.

He was willing to stake the future of the Zoldyck Family clan on achieving a closer relationship with them.

He thought for a moment.

Among her own children, Illumi's age might be more suitable, being almost the same age as the other person. If Illumi could successfully join the other person's team...

However, even Silva couldn't help but feel a headache when he thought about Illumi's personality.

Perhaps, Milluki be more suitable...

How can I persuade Kikyo to agree?

News of Silva's return quickly spread among the family members through the butler.

Located in a room with a cold color scheme.

"Click-clack!"

With a crisp sound, the shackles were unlocked.

After a full day of patient training, Illumi was covered in bruises. The butler silently withdrew and then handed him clothes.

"Hey, bro, Dad's back!"

"I heard Dad got injured!"

Just then, a slightly chubby boy with black hair suddenly ran over, looking somewhat panicked.

Illumi's dark eyes were lifeless as he spoke calmly.

"Really? Who told you that? It's just a rumor. Father couldn't possibly have been injured during the mission..."

The chubby boy was so anxious he wanted to stomp his feet.

"No, brother, Dad is really injured. I saw it on the security camera. His hand is almost crippled. Let's go see Dad quickly."

At this moment.

Illumi's expression changed, and he looked at the chubby boy intently before a hint of emotion appeared on his face.

"Father... is he really hurt?"