Beyond the Divorce by Third Blossom

"Let you go? Do you think you can go back?" Atlas looked down at him with an imposing stance, making Loak uneasy.

Soon, he became agitated.

"What do you want? There's no use holding me captive. I don't know anything!" Loak was very defensive, completely retreating into his prickly shell.

Atlas glanced at him with disdain. "Do you think you're valuable? You're just an ant there! The boss can take your life at any time. You'd better answer my questions honestly." Loak examined his pale toenails as he touched his dark feet.

"How is the man you're keeping?" Atlas asked, his eyes fixed on Loak.

"He's okay," he grumbled. "It's not my doing, yet you captured me."

His tone indicated dissatisfaction, showing he remained stubborn even in this situation.

The translator did an excellent job translating the conversation.

"How many meals does he get every day?" Atlas continued, and I was a bit puzzled. Why was Atlas asking seemingly irrelevant questions?

need? He can't move!" Loak seemed repulsed, speaking as

from his words, Atlas's earlier conjecture was confirmed. It seemed my father's leg

clenched my fists, my teeth gritting

asked, "Where

"In-"

something and looked at Atlas,

are you asking me? I'm not the boss. Go and capture the boss if you dare! Capturing me is pointless!" He grumbled, crouching and avoiding eye contact

send him where he belongs!" Atlas's tone suddenly turned icy, his

held my hand and turned to

give up if he hadn't obtained any crucial information. The Huffmans wouldn't have

heard a sound from behind. I turned around in surprise to see

babbled, "S-Sir, spare my life, please! My

the translator, who quickly relayed the message. The boss

Atlas glanced