He wanted to tear his enemy apart, yet instinctively knew that doing so would be a suicidal act with no chance of success.
This violent inner struggle instantly twisted his handsome face, veins bulging across his temples.
Zong Shen calmly watched the storm raging in Zahid's eyes, offering neither evasion nor explanation.
It was as though he were looking at a painting whose ending he had long foreseen.
"A devil? Perhaps."
Zong Shen's voice remained as placid as ever, yet it struck Zahid's heart like a heavy hammer.
"Your father's death is a fact. I ended his life."
The words pierced Zahid's heart like an ice pick.
His body swayed violently.
His face instantly turned pale as paper.
Every lingering hope and every trace of confusion were shattered by that blunt, cruel admission.
He bit down hard on his lower lip, the taste of blood filling his mouth as a wounded beast's growl nearly escaped his throat.
After a long while.
Zahid dropped to one knee, gasping from weakness and fury.
His eyes were bloodshot. "You killed my father... yet you want to save me?"
His tone was filled with confusion. "What exactly do you want!"
Zong Shen abruptly changed the subject, fixing him with an eagle-like gaze.
"You have something more important to do now."
"Do... what?"
Zahid forced the words through clenched teeth, his voice thick and nasal, choked by anger and grief.
"Return to Golden Unfallen Imperial City and take the position that should be yours."
Zong Shen's voice carried an unquestionable force.
"The Dragon Cult Leader is prowling outside the city like a greedy hyena."
"God-Blessed Archbishop Ude is gravely injured, and half the demigods loyal to your side in the city have fallen."
"The city is in turmoil."
"Your uncle Tuck is probably overwhelmed right