The Twin Law

"So, my dear brother has already entered the rebellious phase that every child of the Zoldyck Family must go through?"

With a book in one hand and a teacup in the other, Coleman listened to the servant's report and spoke with nonchalance.

The rebellious phase of a Zoldyck child, huh.

It is said that this is something every child in this family must experience between the ages of seven and twelve.

Doing the math, Illumi is turning eight soon, isn't he?

Rubbing the handle of the teacup, Coleman fell into deep thought.

But Illumi doesn't seem like the type to just wander off aimlessly.

Then... did someone ask him to go out?

This thought flashed through his mind, and Coleman's expression instantly turned gloomy.

Someone wants to snatch my brother away?!

Crack.

The teacup shattered in response to Coleman's sudden loss of control over his strength.

Expressionless, eyes cold, and carrying a hint of killing intent.

Coleman just watched as the tea soaked his hand and dripped onto the floor.

The servant reporting the news was at a loss, her face full of panic.

She didn't know where she had angered the young master.

Terrified, she could only bury her head lower, hoping the young master wouldn't notice her.

Just as the atmosphere grew oppressive, Wutong the butler arrived right on time.

Holding a handkerchief, he walked quickly to Coleman's side.

With a slight exertion of force, he removed the cup handle still clutched in Coleman's hand and spoke in a calm voice.

"Do not worry, Young Master Illumi will not be in any danger."

Coleman frowned upon hearing Wutong's words.

Tsk, what does this have to do with whether Illumi gets hurt or not?!

It's normal for Illumi not to get hurt.

The problem right now is that someone is trying to abduct my brother!

He slowly shifted his gaze to Wutong's face.

He stared at him without any specific purpose.

His eyes were quite frightening.

The killing intent contained within was spilling out as if it were worthless.

But Wutong was not flustered in the slightest.

He knew that this young master was not losing his temper at him.

Using the handkerchief to wipe away the tea, he carefully checked for any residue.

Only then did he speak slowly: "The place Young Master Illumi has gone to is Heavens Arena. You should be familiar with this place."

Upon hearing this name, Coleman slowly relaxed his brow.

This was a good training ground that Father had mentioned last time.

He said he would let him and Illumi go take a look once Mother gave birth to the baby.

But this still isn't right; Illumi doesn't seem like the type to go to such a place on his own.

As his other half, how could Coleman not understand this strange guy?

Illumi, a child who seems to have fallen into a money pit and is somewhat lazy.

When saying he is lazy, it doesn't mean he dislikes training.

Rather, this person dislikes thinking about unnecessary things and won't do unnecessary tasks.

He would rather sunbathe in their own courtyard than go out and wander around!

Even the last time they bought that cake from Dort's shop, it was Coleman who had to drag his brother along.

And that accompaniment cost Coleman fifty thousand Jenie.

Just thinking about it is a huge loss!

But not going out for a stroll isn't really good either.

Whenever Coleman looked at his other half's pale skin, he always felt like the guy might be sick.

Therefore, for the sake of his brother's health, even if he had to pay to invite him, he would still get Illumi to go out and take a walk.

Anyway, Father would reimburse him.

It wasn't a loss after all.

Coleman could even earn a price difference from it.

"Ahem, please do not get agitated."

Wutong's voice jolted Coleman from his deep contemplation.

He looked at the person speaking, feeling somewhat puzzled.

Wutong looked back at him.

He blinked, then said with a smile, "While Master Illumi was on a mission, someone made a bet with him, wagering on whether Master Illumi could reach the fiftieth floor of Heavens Arena. The stake is worth three hundred thousand Jenie."

Under Coleman's gaze, Wutong continued, "Furthermore, Heavens Arena is inherently profitable; reaching around the one-hundredth floor earns a reward of approximately one million Jenie."

Almost instantly, Wutong noticed a change in his young master's eyes.

Coleman raised an eyebrow, suddenly jumped off his chair, and hurried away.

"Wutong, do not tell Father that you saw me today."

That was the only sentence left behind.

He vanished so quickly that not even his back could be seen.

Having comforted the young master, Wutong merely adjusted his glasses without a word.

He hid his merit and fame deep within.

He sighed inwardly.

As expected of twins.

Both are so fond of money.

And both love sweets.

The master is going to have a headache this time, with two children running off at once.

I hope he can withstand the Madam's screaming fury.