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"Please forgive me!" The ancestor trembled, unable to look up to meet Dyon's gaze as his head repeatedly slammed against the ground.

He couldn't believe what he had almost done. Of course the person before him should make him feel inferior! What had he been thinking?!

The bound Lionel and Evelyn could only watch listlessly. There was no way such an expert could be bluffed to this extent, right?

"Get up." Dyon finally said, not displaying even a hint of surprise. "Take these two and let's go. Lead me to the exit."

"Yes, yes." The ancestor didn't hesitate to stand, not bothering to remove the dirt that accumulated onto his white robes, almost as a reminder to his foolishness.

Lionel and Evelyn could only dumbly stand, forcefully stood up by the now docile and servile ancestor.

"Ancesto –"