Yang Li saw Xa Jien walking over from the opposite direction. He seemed anxious when he noticed Yang Li. He said, "Your Majesty, you shouldn't be down here."
"Why shouldn't I be? And whose scream is that?" Yang Li asked in return.
"It is from the assassin we captured."
"Is that the interrogator at work?"
Xa Jien hesitated a second before answering, "Yes."
"Where is my son?"
Xa Jien didn't say anything this time. It was Amon who answered, "Your son is the interrogator."
Xa Jien finally addressed Amon, "Who the hell are you?"
Amon removed his hood. "Hello, Xa Jien. It has been some time."
Xa Jien was baffled, both by the stranger's appearance and by his statement implying they were old acquaintances. It clicked soon. Amon's appearance might have drastically changed, but he remembered those eyes. Those black eyes as dark as the abyss.
"A–Amon…?" He asked. His questioning tone quickly turned aggressive. "Amon, you bastard…! I will avenge His Majesty Huang San!!"
