Reincarnation Of The Strongest Spirit Master

Besides, he knew that using force to threaten this kid wouldn't work! He just heard about the situation between his friend and this little kid.

Kong felt puzzled when he heard the headmaster's words, but he kept all the guesses inside until he'd see through this kid first.

In his eyes, this little kid was riddled in a thick fog of mysteries and a good deal of suspicion.

Kong watched how this little and weak bronze spirit master managed to win his fierce son in wits. Even if he saw him fight before in the forest, every time he saw William, he got new insights about his seemingly bizarre abilities.

Just like Gran, what William did didn't miss his keen eyes. And that old and experienced spirit master had to admit to himself; everything William was doing was out of his vast scope of knowledge.

And that made him more determined in squeezing more info and secrets out of William, getting to know his true essence and where his loyalty truly lied.

If he was on their side, then Kong found himself unable to refute the words his friend spoke to him before. William could become their sharpest blade, or their Achilles heel.

"Come, this isn't a proper place for our long talk," and as he said it, Kong turned and left without waiting for William's answer.

'Don't tell me he wanted to do the same as that crazy headmaster did back then!' William couldn't help but inwardly sigh, cursing his luck with those related to the girls he met.

He also suspected that Kong knew about what he did back at the forest. Adding what he did here with Callom, William could already expect a long session of interrogation and intense talk.

Least to his knowledge that Kong knew much more than what he expected. If William got to know what Kong knew, read the entire situation, he might not have complied before to come here and meet up with Kong.

"Others will wait here," and like a god declaring his edict to mortals, the deep and strong voice of Kong came just when he vanished inside.

"Go, what are you standing all idle here for?" and when William hesitated, Berry's father said in such a bitter way.

And from the side, Gran couldn't help but inwardly sigh. He could tell that Kong planned to squeeze the truth out of William. And he didn't know if he should feel sympathetic over this kid or laugh at his misfortune.

What William did here, and what he showed them were just the tip of the iceberg. There were still many secrets lying in his little head, and it was clear that Kong decided to crack everything in this meeting.

And that made Gran finally feel sad for William.

William followed Kong inside the huge mansion to be met with a vast hall with many paintings on the wall. Each one was inside a golden frame, while showing a fierce looking man.

"This is our long series of ancestors," the old patriarch appeared next to William, looking like a mountain with his immense pressure, "each patriarch since the founder till my father is here."

"What about you?" William asked, without even looking at the old man's direction.

"I'll be hanged over these walls after my death," Kong laughed, "come, let's go inside that room over there. It's well protected with many incantations, making it impossible for any outsider to eavesdrop on our little talk."

William's perception about Kong's knowledge of what he did back at the forest deepened when he heard these words. Least to his knowledge that this meeting wasn't going to be a simple one, at least not just over what he did back at the forest or how he helped Berry recover from her illness.

"So… You were a porter a few days ago, is that correct?"

As William followed him into that room, William found a small room as the old man described.

It was only five metres wide and ten metres long. In the middle, a small oval shaped wooden table was there alongside six small seats where the two sat opposite to each other.

And when they did, the old patriarch said with a serious look over his face. Kong's eyes showed a weird tinge of coldness, as if he wasn't meeting up with a kid, but a formidable foe.

"Don't you need to activate the protective enchantment here first?" William slowly said, looking calm and collected despite the unexplained slight enmity he felt from Kong.

"Oh, for a young fellow and an ex-porter, you know a lot," the old patriarch laughed, "don't worry, the moment I passed through this door, these enchantments got activated."

"Yes, I was a porter before."

"And you are now a spirit master, right?" Kong kept his eyes glaring over William who felt the pressure but wasn't affected by it.

"I'm a bronze grade spirit master," William said while keeping his face calm.

"That's something amazing, and quite suspicious, don't you agree?" Kong jumped straight towards the main topic he wanted to meet William for.

"You do know that I'm not on the side of traitors, right?"

William met such heavy interrogation with a challenging answer. The old patriarch kept looking at him for a long minute in silence before slowly shaking his head.

"I can't tell if you are on our side or theirs."

"Why?" William felt little shock when he heard such an answer. And then a bad omen enveloped him entirely the next instant.

He thought by what he did to Berry, what he did back at the forest, and even his actions at the trial back at the academy must have proven his side.

And yet for a reason he couldn't fathom, this old man in front of him wasn't convinced by any of that.

But that short and instant answer from William surprised Kong.

"Why are you the one asking questions here? Don't you know who I am?"