35 31.)I’m not late right?….right?

"Am I late?" Ian said as he grinned but stopped as he saw the successor on the floor with a dead person in his embrace.

Blowing a deep breath, he turned around and faced the crowd of killers while mumbling "awkward….."

'Well….technically I'm not late….' He thought as he flicked a small rock, entering a persons eye as soon as they aimed one of their weapons at him.

"Successor, it's really surprising that your out in the open, why don't we go inside?"

"Ian, your speaking as if your in charge." Tom stepped forward and towered over Ian by a little bit as his stoic face grinned.

"Well-"

Tom threw out at punch as Ian blocked it with his elbow and looked unamused. "What do-"

Before he knew it, Tom objective wasn't to fight Ian but to throw him into the den of murderes.

"This bitch….." Ian chuckled as he landed on someone's face and tackled someone and spun them around as he used him to gain some space.

"Now!" One of them said as they all took out their pistol and aimed it at Ian but once they clicked the trigger, it didn't fire.

"Wha….." They lost consciousness before they could figure out what went wrong.

"Should've worn gloves." Ian stated looking down as he flicked his hand with blood splatting on the ground

"Ah shit! Forget this!" An American said as he threw his weapon on the ground and made a run for it. Unfortunately for him, he didn't get to make it far before getting knocked out by one of the white tiger forces.

"Don't worry's they're not dead, just losing blood and consciousness…..well" Ian put a hand under his chin as he thought about it "they're about to be dead now that I-"

"Arghhhh!"

"Shut up" A quick jab to the person shouting was instantly quiet as some were already running away while the older veterans, stayed and tried to land blows on him.

3 more rushed in together but with just one hand, they're heads were smashed into the ground as Ian turned around and came to face with the head of Ares who was topless and bruised up

"Oh… what happened to you?" Asking that, he used his long leg to back kick someone and then kneed a person face who was going to tackle him.

"Hahah~I found another soldier for our team!" Jincheol said in a smile as he grabbed someone neck and threw them to Ian as he shifted to the side and dodged it.

"Tch, crazy old man I'm not joining."

"Hoho~ that's what they all say at first" he continued to smile as he helped out Ian knocking them out as the crowd dwindle down to unconscious body's around the street.

"It's no fun, they lost their fighting spirit…." Saying that, he raised someone up in the air by their neck as he kneed them in the stomach.

"De-demon!" One of them said as he was already in the ground, crawling away but was suddenly grabbed by his hair as he was forced to turn around.

Before Ian could do anything, the mercenary only saw Ian eyes as he collapsed.

"Sigh….. this was boring…." Ian said as he turned to Kim and his allies as the successor finally got a better view of the person his father conveted after so many years of not seeing him.

With his black eyes and blood all over him, he really did live up to his name as he continued to walk towards him.

Towering over him, Ian looked around to spot any more annoyances but only Tom and his forces were present which were not considered 'enemies' for now.

"Tha-thank you Mr.Sun."

"Don't call me that, makes me feel old and I'm still young you know!" Ian pointed to himself as he smiled but it seemed like a lie as he was covered in blood.

"Let's take this inside."

"But what about-" stopping mid way his sentence, he already begin to see people picking up the body's and loading them into cars and trucks.

"Isn't that the blue dragon...eh, looks like I don't have to waste my time and money cleaning this mess up" Looking down at the successor, he smiled "Right?" Ian added.

"But first, let's mourn…" As everyone heard that, they subconsciously nodded even Tom as now that everything chaotic has ended and the bounty was no longer accepted, it was finally time to mourn a great yet an evil man.

Out of everyone, Kim , the successor and Ian were the most saddened to hear of Zu passing away as each of them got help from him even though they haven't realized it yet, they wouldn't be here without some type of his help.

Even Ian had to admit that all the things he had, the money, house , and cars would not appeare before him in another couple of years if he didn't get into Zu tournament.

"Let's mourn for a great guy…. in our perspective."

....

Expensive wasn't the word to describe Zu funeral, it was more modest and normal if you didn't count the many people who looked scary coming and going.

While the funeral was in South Korea, in China, they mourned for a famous individual passing away but that was it. All they took was a moment of silence for one day, and after that, the group was up for hands if they could get their hands on the successor.

That was the goal, until the hundreds of killers were arrested and some found dead.

Even though surveillance wasn't around, Kim phone was. He took that chance to record the slaughter and post it along with the bounty.

And with that, news along the underground world came to know that Ian Sun, the infamous devil, was on the side of Zu successor.

That right there, terminated the bounty with no one wanting to take it as T group had to take it down not because they were scared of losing but because the reputation Ian had that T group shareholders were worried.

Well, that was in the past as one week passed by with the successor giving it his all to make the group ride up and Ian completing his favor to Zu.

Of course Ian was given 'some' compensation and that was, more shares in the group.

"Ian! Come on we're gonna be late!"Mia said wearing a different type of uniform as she was face timing her friends that had tears in front of their old school

"Yes yes, remember what I told you."

"Uh huh, where's Sam?"

"He's going to meet us over there" Ian said as they got into a car drove off towards the central of Seoul.

'Finally, Lookism is going to start along with viral hit and questiusm…Now how will I go about it…' Thinking of that, Ian stepped on the gas as they were already late, intentionally.

'With Mia entering through half of the school year, and me already graduating this year, looks like I'm turning 20' A smile came on his lips as twenty years already passed

Although the first few years were hell, it was all worth it. With Mia being his only family, he had his role as her protector.

'It's also fate of me discovering Yosef and Cain. I'm sure they would've been dead if not for me….' Thinking back to core memories, Ian reflected on his past as he couldn't help but believe how he's come so far.

The loud exhaust of the car zipping through the road caught some attention as unfortunately it caught the attention of someone Ian forgot.

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Ian S-

Ȩ̴̧͇̰̩͖͈̹͕̰̻̘̮̞͎̰̼̜̹̯͔̙̣̘̭̯͎͛͐̄̇̋́̆͌̃̀́̇̎́̾̂̓͌̈́̆̅̆̀̈̾͂̋̐̎͐̚͘̚͝͠͠r̵̨̢̛͙̙̼̻̠͔̭̱͔͉̦̝̩̠͔̩̦͙̥̖̭̪̤͖̦̣͉͔̞̠̼̐̌̍͋́̇̒̅̄̏̓̉̕̕͜͜͠ŗ̷̡͖̳̗͔͙̰̠͈͇͓͉̟͉̭̱̳̣̪̣́̉̈́̈́̍̊͗̀̈́̀̾̑͆̎̏͘̚o̵͉͕͔͖͚̠̺̞͓̜̭̞̮̱̜̲̙̣̼͈͉̮͖̬̊̀͂͛͂̏̈͗̅̈́͊̓̄̉͌͜r̸͉̲̩͍̲̦̼̺̂̋̇͜ Ȩ̴̧͇̰̩͖͈̹͕̰̻̘̮̞͎̰̼̜̹̯͔̙̣̘̭̯͎͛͐̄̇̋́̆͌̃̀́̇̎́̾̂̓͌̈́̆̅̆̀̈̾͂̋̐̎͐̚͘̚͝͠͠r̵̨̢̛͙̙̼̻̠͔̭̱͔͉̦̝̩̠͔̩̦͙̥̖̭̪̤͖̦̣͉͔̞̠̼̐̌̍͋́̇̒̅̄̏̓̉̕̕͜͜͠ŗ̷̡͖̳̗͔͙̰̠͈͇͓͉̟͉̭̱̳̣̪̣́̉̈́̈́̍̊͗̀̈́̀̾̑͆̎̏͘̚o̵͉͕͔͖͚̠̺̞͓̜̭̞̮̱̜̲̙̣̼͈͉̮͖̬̊̀͂͛͂̏̈͗̅̈́͊̓̄̉͌͜r̸͉̲̩͍̲̦̼̺̂̋̇͜ Ȩ̴̧͇̰̩͖͈̹͕̰̻̘̮̞͎̰̼̜̹̯͔̙̣̘̭̯͎͛͐̄̇̋́̆͌̃̀́̇̎́̾̂̓͌̈́̆̅̆̀̈̾͂̋̐̎͐̚͘̚͝͠͠r̵̨̢̛͙̙̼̻̠͔̭̱͔͉̦̝̩̠͔̩̦͙̥̖̭̪̤͖̦̣͉͔̞̠̼̐̌̍͋́̇̒̅̄̏̓̉̕̕͜͜͠ŗ̷̡͖̳̗͔͙̰̠͈͇͓͉̟͉̭̱̳̣̪̣́̉̈́̈́̍̊͗̀̈́̀̾̑͆̎̏͘̚o̵͉͕͔͖͚̠̺̞͓̜̭̞̮̱̜̲̙̣̼͈͉̮͖̬̊̀͂͛͂̏̈͗̅̈́͊̓̄̉͌͜r̸͉̲̩͍̲̦̼̺̂̋̇͜ Ȩ̴̧͇̰̩͖͈̹͕̰̻̘̮̞͎̰̼̜̹̯͔̙̣̘̭̯͎͛͐̄̇̋́̆͌̃̀́̇̎́̾̂̓͌̈́̆̅̆̀̈̾͂̋̐̎͐̚͘̚͝͠͠r̵̨̢̛͙̙̼̻̠͔̭̱͔͉̦̝̩̠͔̩̦͙̥̖̭̪̤͖̦̣͉͔̞̠̼̐̌̍͋́̇̒̅̄̏̓̉̕̕͜͜͠ŗ̷̡͖̳̗͔͙̰̠͈͇͓͉̟͉̭̱̳̣̪̣́̉̈́̈́̍̊͗̀̈́̀̾̑͆̎̏͘̚o̵͉͕͔͖͚̠̺̞͓̜̭̞̮̱̜̲̙̣̼͈͉̮͖̬̊̀͂͛͂̏̈͗̅̈́͊̓̄̉͌͜r̸͉̲̩͍̲̦̼̺̂̋̇͜

Ȩ̴̧͇̰̩͖͈̹͕̰̻̘̮̞͎̰̼̜̹̯͔̙̣̘̭̯͎͛͐̄̇̋́̆͌̃̀́̇̎́̾̂̓͌̈́̆̅̆̀̈̾͂̋̐̎͐̚͘̚͝͠͠r̵̨̢̛͙̙̼̻̠͔̭̱͔͉̦̝̩̠͔̩̦͙̥̖̭̪̤͖̦̣͉͔̞̠̼̐̌̍͋́̇̒̅̄̏̓̉̕̕͜͜͠ŗ̷̡͖̳̗͔͙̰̠͈͇͓͉̟͉̭̱̳̣̪̣́̉̈́̈́̍̊͗̀̈́̀̾̑͆̎̏͘̚o̵͉͕͔͖͚̠̺̞͓̜̭̞̮̱̜̲̙̣̼͈͉̮͖̬̊̀͂͛͂̏̈͗̅̈́͊̓̄̉͌͜r̸͉̲̩͍̲̦̼̺̂̋̇͜. Ȩ̴̧͇̰̩͖͈̹͕̰̻̘̮̞͎̰̼̜̹̯͔̙̣̘̭̯͎͛͐̄̇̋́̆͌̃̀́̇̎́̾̂̓͌̈́̆̅̆̀̈̾͂̋̐̎͐̚͘̚͝͠͠r̵̨̢̛͙̙̼̻̠͔̭̱͔͉̦̝̩̠͔̩̦͙̥̖̭̪̤͖̦̣͉͔̞̠̼̐̌̍͋́̇̒̅̄̏̓̉̕̕͜͜͠ŗ̷̡͖̳̗͔͙̰̠͈͇͓͉̟͉̭̱̳̣̪̣́̉̈́̈́̍̊͗̀̈́̀̾̑͆̎̏͘̚o̵͉͕͔͖͚̠̺̞͓̜̭̞̮̱̜̲̙̣̼͈͉̮͖̬̊̀͂͛͂̏̈͗̅̈́͊̓̄̉͌͜r̸͉̲̩͍̲̦̼̺̂̋̇͜. Ȩ̴̧͇̰̩͖͈̹͕̰̻̘̮̞͎̰̼̜̹̯͔̙̣̘̭̯͎͛͐̄̇̋́̆͌̃̀́̇̎́̾̂̓͌̈́̆̅̆̀̈̾͂̋̐̎͐̚͘̚͝͠͠r̵̨̢̛͙̙̼̻̠͔̭̱͔͉̦̝̩̠͔̩̦͙̥̖̭̪̤͖̦̣͉͔̞̠̼̐̌̍͋́̇̒̅̄̏̓̉̕̕͜͜͠ŗ̷̡͖̳̗͔͙̰̠͈͇͓͉̟͉̭̱̳̣̪̣́̉̈́̈́̍̊͗̀̈́̀̾̑͆̎̏͘̚o̵͉͕͔͖͚̠̺̞͓̜̭̞̮̱̜̲̙̣̼͈͉̮͖̬̊̀͂͛͂̏̈͗̅̈́͊̓̄̉͌͜r̸͉̲̩͍̲̦̼̺̂̋̇͜. Ȩ̴̧͇̰̩͖͈̹͕̰̻̘̮̞͎̰̼̜̹̯͔̙̣̘̭̯͎͛͐̄̇̋́̆͌̃̀́̇̎́̾̂̓͌̈́̆̅̆̀̈̾͂̋̐̎͐̚͘̚͝͠͠r̵̨̢̛͙̙̼̻̠͔̭̱͔͉̦̝̩̠͔̩̦͙̥̖̭̪̤͖̦̣͉͔̞̠̼̐̌̍͋́̇̒̅̄̏̓̉̕̕͜͜͠ŗ̷̡͖̳̗͔͙̰̠͈͇͓͉̟͉̭̱̳̣̪̣́̉̈́̈́̍̊͗̀̈́̀̾̑͆̎̏͘̚o̵͉͕͔͖͚̠̺̞͓̜̭̞̮̱̜̲̙̣̼͈͉̮͖̬̊̀͂͛͂̏̈͗̅̈́͊̓̄̉͌͜r̸͉̲̩͍̲̦̼̺̂̋̇͜

Ȩ̴̧͇̰̩͖͈̹͕̰̻̘̮̞͎̰̼̜̹̯͔̙̣̘̭̯͎͛͐̄̇̋́̆͌̃̀́̇̎́̾̂̓͌̈́̆̅̆̀̈̾͂̋̐̎͐̚͘̚͝͠͠r̵̨̢̛͙̙̼̻̠͔̭̱͔͉̦̝̩̠͔̩̦͙̥̖̭̪̤͖̦̣͉͔̞̠̼̐̌̍͋́̇̒̅̄̏̓̉̕̕͜͜͠ŗ̷̡͖̳̗͔͙̰̠͈͇͓͉̟͉̭̱̳̣̪̣́̉̈́̈́̍̊͗̀̈́̀̾̑͆̎̏͘̚o̵͉͕͔͖͚̠̺̞͓̜̭̞̮̱̜̲̙̣̼͈͉̮͖̬̊̀͂͛͂̏̈͗̅̈́͊̓̄̉͌͜r̸͉̲̩͍̲̦̼̺̂̋̇͜. Ȩ̴̧͇̰̩͖͈̹͕̰̻̘̮̞͎̰̼̜̹̯͔̙̣̘̭̯͎͛͐̄̇̋́̆͌̃̀́̇̎́̾̂̓͌̈́̆̅̆̀̈̾͂̋̐̎͐̚͘̚͝͠͠r̵̨̢̛͙̙̼̻̠͔̭̱͔͉̦̝̩̠͔̩̦͙̥̖̭̪̤͖̦̣͉͔̞̠̼̐̌̍͋́̇̒̅̄̏̓̉̕̕͜͜͠ŗ̷̡͖̳̗͔͙̰̠͈͇͓͉̟͉̭̱̳̣̪̣́̉̈́̈́̍̊͗̀̈́̀̾̑͆̎̏͘̚o̵͉͕͔͖͚̠̺̞͓̜̭̞̮̱̜̲̙̣̼͈͉̮͖̬̊̀͂͛͂̏̈͗̅̈́͊̓̄̉͌͜r̸͉̲̩͍̲̦̼̺̂̋̇͜. Ȩ̴̧͇̰̩͖͈̹͕̰̻̘̮̞͎̰̼̜̹̯͔̙̣̘̭̯͎͛͐̄̇̋́̆͌̃̀́̇̎́̾̂̓͌̈́̆̅̆̀̈̾͂̋̐̎͐̚͘̚͝͠͠r̵̨̢̛͙̙̼̻̠͔̭̱͔͉̦̝̩̠͔̩̦͙̥̖̭̪̤͖̦̣͉͔̞̠̼̐̌̍͋́̇̒̅̄̏̓̉̕̕͜͜͠ŗ̷̡͖̳̗͔͙̰̠͈͇͓͉̟͉̭̱̳̣̪̣́̉̈́̈́̍̊͗̀̈́̀̾̑͆̎̏͘̚o̵͉͕͔͖͚̠̺̞͓̜̭̞̮̱̜̲̙̣̼͈͉̮͖̬̊̀͂͛͂̏̈͗̅̈́͊̓̄̉͌͜r̸͉̲̩͍̲̦̼̺̂̋̇͜

I̴̡̠̦͒͐m̴̡̗͈̩̖̔ṗ̵̰͙̻̣̃̅̈́̚o̵̮͖̐̐s̷̢̖̜̝̝͆̾s̵̼͓̀i̵̡̗̭̙̓̌͂ḃ̶̭̫̎̏l̴̝̂̾͂ẹ̷͆́̌ ̷̧̺͕̓̓̃̕͠t̵̺͍͚̲͇̼̽ỏ̷̰̍̄́̇ ̷̨͍̻͖̰̋̍̈̕m̶̳̓̊e̵͕̮̖̠̔͐͒͑ą̴́́̾͘s̷͎͂u̴͎͇͚͒̆́̈́͝r̸͕̗̭͚̅͆̋̉̿͘e̶̪̣͔̤̰̓̉ ̵̻̰̥̑̀͜Ṫ̶͚͎͐̈̉́̂h̴̡̠͊́̍͊͘r̵̩̆͑͐ḛ̶͈̲̪̼̾͛̀a̷̧̛̩̽́̓̂̚t̵̡̼̯͈͛͊̀̚.̶̺̎Y̸̞̋̃̕ó̴͎̫̰̪̱̦̌̽u̷͇̞̣̩͔̿r̶̬̼̈́̓͝͠͠ ̷̝̤̘͉̳̂͒͗͊l̴̮̥̊͌̄̾e̵͎̠͈̗̞̯̅̃̑̋͐̃v̷͈͓̝̘͇̆̓͘è̸̛̩̈́̈̀ľ̵͔̈́̓̃͝ ̴̺̈́̌ǐ̸̡̛͎̟̀̚s̸͕͕͓͊͝ͅ ̵̣̟͙̒̈́̊͝t̶͚̠̗͇̥͈͂̊̈́͘o̸̤̲̳̓̈́͋̈́́͜͝ ̶̲̩̻̥̦̈̀̅l̴̢̗̥͐̆́͛͠ơ̷͓̦̘w̶̙͓͐̉̾.̴͚͎̫̙̎͊́̆ ̴̢͓͔̪̓͊̎͗̿͠ ̶̢͉̟͓́

R̴̢̢̨̢̢̻͓͉̠̖̺̮̳̘̻̮͕̩̖͕̬̙̹͈̲͇͙̘͔̦̪͓̦̙͎̋͛̀̈̑̓̓̋̔̏̾̒͆͗̈̆̇͘͜͜ͅư̸̢̡̨̛̱̖̪̩̣͕̩̝̭͍͓͇̭̺̼̙͔̻̙̦̫̝͕̦̲͕͕̥̖͖̙̌̔̂̾͌͆̊̃̉̅͂͋̂̈̄̊͜͝͠ṋ̷͖̟̦̞̯͗̈̃̍̕͝.̵̨̢̧̡̣͖̥̮̞̭̬̬͋͗̉̾ͅͅͅͅ ̸̢̢̢̛̲̺̟̟̜͔͖̭̝̬̹̼̗̣̟̳̣̫̦͉̞̮̙̫̃͜Š̴̨͕̞͇̤̜͐͑̃̑͒̅̋̅̅̾̐̓͠ư̶̢̱̰̲̫̘̹̬̤̂̌̎̄̒͌̑͐̔̋͗͊̔͂̑̽͐̈́̌͊̈́̾̚r̸̢̧̛̝̹̓̃̓͐͊̀̇͌͐̓̌̏͗͂̾̂̓̈́͘v̶̺̩̘̝̮͖̱͍̖͚̣̈́i̵̧̧̧̧̘̲̬͈̞̬̟̫̱̠̦̻̝͉̳͓̺͉̠͈̪̦͓͒̾̎͝v̶̢̙͉͓͂͗̒̑̂̒̂̑͛̑̒̍͒̐̀̋͆̒͠ȩ̶̡̡̢̧͍͚̤̤͎͍̲͇͕͍̝̼͉̖͚̗̯̳͇̟̹̱̼̺͈̠͔͈̫͎̬͚̞̈́̏̀͌̓̑̈́͌̎̈́̀̀̑̈́̀̾͘͜͝. R̴̢̢̨̢̢̻͓͉̠̖̺̮̳̘̻̮͕̩̖͕̬̙̹͈̲͇͙̘͔̦̪͓̦̙͎̋͛̀̈̑̓̓̋̔̏̾̒͆͗̈̆̇͘͜͜ͅư̸̢̡̨̛̱̖̪̩̣͕̩̝̭͍͓͇̭̺̼̙͔̻̙̦̫̝͕̦̲͕͕̥̖͖̙̌̔̂̾͌͆̊̃̉̅͂͋̂̈̄̊͜͝͠ṋ̷͖̟̦̞̯͗̈̃̍̕͝.̵̨̢̧̡̣͖̥̮̞̭̬̬͋͗̉̾ͅͅͅͅ ̸̢̢̢̛̲̺̟̟̜͔͖̭̝̬̹̼̗̣̟̳̣̫̦͉̞̮̙̫̃͜Š̴̨͕̞͇̤̜͐͑̃̑͒̅̋̅̅̾̐̓͠ư̶̢̱̰̲̫̘̹̬̤̂̌̎̄̒͌̑͐̔̋͗͊̔͂̑̽͐̈́̌͊̈́̾̚r̸̢̧̛̝̹̓̃̓͐͊̀̇͌͐̓̌̏͗͂̾̂̓̈́͘v̶̺̩̘̝̮͖̱͍̖͚̣̈́i̵̧̧̧̧̘̲̬͈̞̬̟̫̱̠̦̻̝͉̳͓̺͉̠͈̪̦͓͒̾̎͝v̶̢̙͉͓͂͗̒̑̂̒̂̑͛̑̒̍͒̐̀̋͆̒͠ȩ̶̡̡̢̧͍͚̤̤͎͍̲͇͕͍̝̼͉̖͚̗̯̳͇̟̹̱̼̺͈̠͔͈̫͎̬͚̞̈́̏̀͌̓̑̈́͌̎̈́̀̀̑̈́̀̾͘͜͝.R̴̢̢̨̢̢̻͓͉̠̖̺̮̳̘̻̮͕̩̖͕̬̙̹͈̲͇͙̘͔̦̪͓̦̙͎̋͛̀̈̑̓̓̋̔̏̾̒͆͗̈̆̇͘͜͜ͅư̸̢̡̨̛̱̖̪̩̣͕̩̝̭͍͓͇̭̺̼̙͔̻̙̦̫̝͕̦̲͕͕̥̖͖̙̌̔̂̾͌͆̊̃̉̅͂͋̂̈̄̊͜͝͠ṋ̷͖̟̦̞̯͗̈̃̍̕͝.̵̨̢̧̡̣͖̥̮̞̭̬̬͋͗̉̾ͅͅͅͅ ̸̢̢̢̛̲̺̟̟̜͔͖̭̝̬̹̼̗̣̟̳̣̫̦͉̞̮̙̫̃͜Š̴̨͕̞͇̤̜͐͑̃̑͒̅̋̅̅̾̐̓͠ư̶̢̱̰̲̫̘̹̬̤̂̌̎̄̒͌̑͐̔̋͗͊̔͂̑̽͐̈́̌͊̈́̾̚r̸̢̧̛̝̹̓̃̓͐͊̀̇͌͐̓̌̏͗͂̾̂̓̈́͘v̶̺̩̘̝̮͖̱͍̖͚̣̈́i̵̧̧̧̧̘̲̬͈̞̬̟̫̱̠̦̻̝͉̳͓̺͉̠͈̪̦͓͒̾̎͝v̶̢̙͉͓͂͗̒̑̂̒̂̑͛̑̒̍͒̐̀̋͆̒͠ȩ̶̡̡̢̧͍͚̤̤͎͍̲͇͕͍̝̼͉̖͚̗̯̳͇̟̹̱̼̺͈̠͔͈̫͎̬͚̞̈́̏̀͌̓̑̈́͌̎̈́̀̀̑̈́̀̾͘͜͝

R̴̢̢̨̢̢̻͓͉̠̖̺̮̳̘̻̮͕̩̖͕̬̙̹͈̲͇͙̘͔̦̪͓̦̙͎̋͛̀̈̑̓̓̋̔̏̾̒͆͗̈̆̇͘͜͜ͅư̸̢̡̨̛̱̖̪̩̣͕̩̝̭͍͓͇̭̺̼̙͔̻̙̦̫̝͕̦̲͕͕̥̖͖̙̌̔̂̾͌͆̊̃̉̅͂͋̂̈̄̊͜͝͠ṋ̷͖̟̦̞̯͗̈̃̍̕͝.̵̨̢̧̡̣͖̥̮̞̭̬̬͋͗̉̾ͅͅͅͅ ̸̢̢̢̛̲̺̟̟̜͔͖̭̝̬̹̼̗̣̟̳̣̫̦͉̞̮̙̫̃͜Š̴̨͕̞͇̤̜͐͑̃̑͒̅̋̅̅̾̐̓͠ư̶̢̱̰̲̫̘̹̬̤̂̌̎̄̒͌̑͐̔̋͗͊̔͂̑̽͐̈́̌͊̈́̾̚r̸̢̧̛̝̹̓̃̓͐͊̀̇͌͐̓̌̏͗͂̾̂̓̈́͘v̶̺̩̘̝̮͖̱͍̖͚̣̈́i̵̧̧̧̧̘̲̬͈̞̬̟̫̱̠̦̻̝͉̳͓̺͉̠͈̪̦͓͒̾̎͝v̶̢̙͉͓͂͗̒̑̂̒̂̑͛̑̒̍͒̐̀̋͆̒͠ȩ̶̡̡̢̧͍͚̤̤͎͍̲͇͕͍̝̼͉̖͚̗̯̳͇̟̹̱̼̺͈̠͔͈̫͎̬͚̞̈́̏̀͌̓̑̈́͌̎̈́̀̀̑̈́̀̾͘͜͝. R̴̢̢̨̢̢̻͓͉̠̖̺̮̳̘̻̮͕̩̖͕̬̙̹͈̲͇͙̘͔̦̪͓̦̙͎̋͛̀̈̑̓̓̋̔̏̾̒͆͗̈̆̇͘͜͜ͅư̸̢̡̨̛̱̖̪̩̣͕̩̝̭͍͓͇̭̺̼̙͔̻̙̦̫̝͕̦̲͕͕̥̖͖̙̌̔̂̾͌͆̊̃̉̅͂͋̂̈̄̊͜͝͠ṋ̷͖̟̦̞̯͗̈̃̍̕͝.̵̨̢̧̡̣͖̥̮̞̭̬̬͋͗̉̾ͅͅͅͅ ̸̢̢̢̛̲̺̟̟̜͔͖̭̝̬̹̼̗̣̟̳̣̫̦͉̞̮̙̫̃͜Š̴̨͕̞͇̤̜͐͑̃̑͒̅̋̅̅̾̐̓͠ư̶̢̱̰̲̫̘̹̬̤̂̌̎̄̒͌̑͐̔̋͗͊̔͂̑̽͐̈́̌͊̈́̾̚r̸̢̧̛̝̹̓̃̓͐͊̀̇͌͐̓̌̏͗͂̾̂̓̈́͘v̶̺̩̘̝̮͖̱͍̖͚̣̈́i̵̧̧̧̧̘̲̬͈̞̬̟̫̱̠̦̻̝͉̳͓̺͉̠͈̪̦͓͒̾̎͝v̶̢̙͉͓͂͗̒̑̂̒̂̑͛̑̒̍͒̐̀̋͆̒͠ȩ̶̡̡̢̧͍͚̤̤͎͍̲͇͕͍̝̼͉̖͚̗̯̳͇̟̹̱̼̺͈̠͔͈̫͎̬͚̞̈́̏̀͌̓̑̈́͌̎̈́̀̀̑̈́̀̾͘͜͝ R̴̢̢̨̢̢̻͓͉̠̖̺̮̳̘̻̮͕̩̖͕̬̙̹͈̲͇͙̘͔̦̪͓̦̙͎̋͛̀̈̑̓̓̋̔̏̾̒͆͗̈̆̇͘͜͜ͅư̸̢̡̨̛̱̖̪̩̣͕̩̝̭͍͓͇̭̺̼̙͔̻̙̦̫̝͕̦̲͕͕̥̖͖̙̌̔̂̾͌͆̊̃̉̅͂͋̂̈̄̊͜͝͠ṋ̷͖̟̦̞̯͗̈̃̍̕͝.̵̨̢̧̡̣͖̥̮̞̭̬̬͋͗̉̾ͅͅͅͅ ̸̢̢̢̛̲̺̟̟̜͔͖̭̝̬̹̼̗̣̟̳̣̫̦͉̞̮̙̫̃͜Š̴̨͕̞͇̤̜͐͑̃̑͒̅̋̅̅̾̐̓͠ư̶̢̱̰̲̫̘̹̬̤̂̌̎̄̒͌̑͐̔̋͗͊̔͂̑̽͐̈́̌͊̈́̾̚r̸̢̧̛̝̹̓̃̓͐͊̀̇͌͐̓̌̏͗͂̾̂̓̈́͘v̶̺̩̘̝̮͖̱͍̖͚̣̈́i̵̧̧̧̧̘̲̬͈̞̬̟̫̱̠̦̻̝͉̳͓̺͉̠͈̪̦͓͒̾̎͝v̶̢̙͉͓͂͗̒̑̂̒̂̑͛̑̒̍͒̐̀̋͆̒͠ȩ̶̡̡̢̧͍͚̤̤͎͍̲͇͕͍̝̼͉̖͚̗̯̳͇̟̹̱̼̺͈̠͔͈̫͎̬͚̞̈́̏̀͌̓̑̈́͌̎̈́̀̀̑̈́̀̾͘͜͝

R̴̢̢̨̢̢̻͓͉̠̖̺̮̳̘̻̮͕̩̖͕̬̙̹͈̲͇͙̘͔̦̪͓̦̙͎̋͛̀̈̑̓̓̋̔̏̾̒͆͗̈̆̇͘͜͜ͅư̸̢̡̨̛̱̖̪̩̣͕̩̝̭͍͓͇̭̺̼̙͔̻̙̦̫̝͕̦̲͕͕̥̖͖̙̌̔̂̾͌͆̊̃̉̅͂͋̂̈̄̊͜͝͠ṋ̷͖̟̦̞̯͗̈̃̍̕͝.̵̨̢̧̡̣͖̥̮̞̭̬̬͋͗̉̾ͅͅͅͅ ̸̢̢̢̛̲̺̟̟̜͔͖̭̝̬̹̼̗̣̟̳̣̫̦͉̞̮̙̫̃͜Š̴̨͕̞͇̤̜͐͑̃̑͒̅̋̅̅̾̐̓͠ư̶̢̱̰̲̫̘̹̬̤̂̌̎̄̒͌̑͐̔̋͗͊̔͂̑̽͐̈́̌͊̈́̾̚r̸̢̧̛̝̹̓̃̓͐͊̀̇͌͐̓̌̏͗͂̾̂̓̈́͘v̶̺̩̘̝̮͖̱͍̖͚̣̈́i̵̧̧̧̧̘̲̬͈̞̬̟̫̱̠̦̻̝͉̳͓̺͉̠͈̪̦͓͒̾̎͝v̶̢̙͉͓͂͗̒̑̂̒̂̑͛̑̒̍͒̐̀̋͆̒͠ȩ̶̡̡̢̧͍͚̤̤͎͍̲͇͕͍̝̼͉̖͚̗̯̳͇̟̹̱̼̺͈̠͔͈̫͎̬͚̞̈́̏̀͌̓̑̈́͌̎̈́̀̀̑̈́̀̾͘͜͝. R̴̢̢̨̢̢̻͓͉̠̖̺̮̳̘̻̮͕̩̖͕̬̙̹͈̲͇͙̘͔̦̪͓̦̙͎̋͛̀̈̑̓̓̋̔̏̾̒͆͗̈̆̇͘͜͜ͅư̸̢̡̨̛̱̖̪̩̣͕̩̝̭͍͓͇̭̺̼̙͔̻̙̦̫̝͕̦̲͕͕̥̖͖̙̌̔̂̾͌͆̊̃̉̅͂͋̂̈̄̊͜͝͠ṋ̷͖̟̦̞̯͗̈̃̍̕͝.̵̨̢̧̡̣͖̥̮̞̭̬̬͋͗̉̾ͅͅͅͅ ̸̢̢̢̛̲̺̟̟̜͔͖̭̝̬̹̼̗̣̟̳̣̫̦͉̞̮̙̫̃͜Š̴̨͕̞͇̤̜͐͑̃̑͒̅̋̅̅̾̐̓͠ư̶̢̱̰̲̫̘̹̬̤̂̌̎̄̒͌̑͐̔̋͗͊̔͂̑̽͐̈́̌͊̈́̾̚r̸̢̧̛̝̹̓̃̓͐͊̀̇͌͐̓̌̏͗͂̾̂̓̈́͘v̶̺̩̘̝̮͖̱͍̖͚̣̈́i̵̧̧̧̧̘̲̬͈̞̬̟̫̱̠̦̻̝͉̳͓̺͉̠͈̪̦͓͒̾̎͝v̶̢̙͉͓͂͗̒̑̂̒̂̑͛̑̒̍͒̐̀̋͆̒͠ȩ̶̡̡̢̧͍͚̤̤͎͍̲͇͕͍̝̼͉̖͚̗̯̳͇̟̹̱̼̺͈̠͔͈̫͎̬͚̞̈́̏̀͌̓̑̈́͌̎̈́̀̀̑̈́̀̾͘͜͝. R̴̢̢̨̢̢̻͓͉̠̖̺̮̳̘̻̮͕̩̖͕̬̙̹͈̲͇͙̘͔̦̪͓̦̙͎̋͛̀̈̑̓̓̋̔̏̾̒͆͗̈̆̇͘͜͜ͅư̸̢̡̨̛̱̖̪̩̣͕̩̝̭͍͓͇̭̺̼̙͔̻̙̦̫̝͕̦̲͕͕̥̖͖̙̌̔̂̾͌͆̊̃̉̅͂͋̂̈̄̊͜͝͠ṋ̷͖̟̦̞̯͗̈̃̍̕͝.̵̨̢̧̡̣͖̥̮̞̭̬̬͋͗̉̾ͅͅͅͅ ̸̢̢̢̛̲̺̟̟̜͔͖̭̝̬̹̼̗̣̟̳̣̫̦͉̞̮̙̫̃͜Š̴̨͕̞͇̤̜͐͑̃̑͒̅̋̅̅̾̐̓͠ư̶̢̱̰̲̫̘̹̬̤̂̌̎̄̒͌̑͐̔̋͗͊̔͂̑̽͐̈́̌͊̈́̾̚r̸̢̧̛̝̹̓̃̓͐͊̀̇͌͐̓̌̏͗͂̾̂̓̈́͘v̶̺̩̘̝̮͖̱͍̖͚̣̈́i̵̧̧̧̧̘̲̬͈̞̬̟̫̱̠̦̻̝͉̳͓̺͉̠͈̪̦͓͒̾̎͝v̶̢̙͉͓͂͗̒̑̂̒̂̑͛̑̒̍͒̐̀̋͆̒͠ȩ̶̡̡̢̧͍͚̤̤͎͍̲͇͕͍̝̼͉̖͚̗̯̳͇̟̹̱̼̺͈̠͔͈̫͎̬͚̞̈́̏̀͌̓̑̈́͌̎̈́̀̀̑̈́̀̾͘͜͝

S̸̨̹̟̥̥̲͍̗̝̹̳̘̠̻͙͔̜̹̮̫̻̘̮̻̬̻͖̉́͒̈̊͗̃͠͝ͅú̸̡̼̺̝͉͖̰̤͖̼̃̓̋̓̍͗̽͛͛̒͊̄̃͗͐͋̐̇̀̆͐̊́̓̽̀̆͊̾̊͗̄̅̏͌͂̈́̋̌̈́̐̉̓̚͘͠͝͝͠r̵̛̺̦̳̺̰̤͇̩̭̘̱̠̣̯̫̜͙̒̅͗̈́̇̑̋̀̓̒͐̑̑̾̒̈́͘̚̕͠v̴̢̢̛̦̦̹̼̠̼͉͍͔̤̲͙͕̩̮̱͔̜̪̗̗̘̪͖͈̟͔̗̰͖̼̝̦̜̰̬̠̭̀̐̌͐͛̃͌͂͊͑̇̂͐̓̾̐͌̓̇̀̈͂̕͘͠͠ì̶̧̨̧̛͇̠͔͕̹͉͉̱̣̘̥̺͉͍̥̰͙̗̺͖̦͉̦͖͕̱̟̰̀̿͋̊̈͂̓̔̅̃̓̈͗̋̔̎͆͐̇͊̀͆̈́̾̅͌̕͝v̴̨̡̡̨̛̘͎̮̼̣̱̤̯̣̬͇͇͇͇̝̲͍̻̰͖̦̪̦̖̗͚̥͙̬̟̩͐͂̈̎̃̐͂̇̔̈́̍̏̀̇͑̏̅̑̓͒͛͒̿͗̋̆͂̅̉̓̇̊̋̈̏̅͐̌͑̕̕͜͜ͅͅễ̷̡̛̦̘̭̜͕͇̟͈͚̑̔̉̾̐̃̃̋̑̃̇̃̔̄̑̀͋͗̔̅͋̚͜ͅ

R̷̡͕̦̟̮̩̰͓͈̠͕͇͕͎̻̔̀́́̓͂͛̽̑̆̅̈́̓͊͆̆̇̽̃̌̚͘͜͝͝ų̶̧͍͕͓̮͓͓͈̝͕̩̜͔̯͍̼̗͚͎̩̭̻͚̖͗̋̆̀̎͗̔̒̄̉́̍̍̒̉̔̇̉̎͘̕͜͜n̵̫̫̞̗̲̮͓͓͖̠̠̮͙̙̬̬̯̋͗̆

Ḥ̵̨̨̛̛̘̦̱͖̖̩̗̳̰͓̩̜̟̼͒̍́̓̏͛͐͆̎̎̒̔͋̾̿̓̏̌̍͊͌̕͘ȉ̴̡̛͔̬̫̯̺̼̤͙̤̥̙̝͙̞͂̄̓̓͛͐̒̀̿̒͐̌́̒̍͊͐͒̑͌̚̕͝d̴̬̞̲̼̣̣̯͖̤̈́̆͗̋̇̊̅͊̃̔͑̒̀̊̎̌̆̂̚͠͠ͅȩ̵̢̧̙̭̪̜͎͍͖̠͆̓̄̈̏̊̿̎̈́͆͌͊̄͝͝

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"Still as ever….boss…"

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