Lord Protector Novel

White's curiosity poked its head out. “Pity? What pity? What is there to pity?”

Zeke answered, “The cursed parasitic worms have been around for thousands of years. All great empires eventually fall. There's a quick way to return to the limelight, but now because of you, your clan members will fall after a hundred years and eventually die out. Don't you think that's a pity?”

White said, “Hey, Zeke. What nonsense are you spewing? I already have the Dragon Bloodline in my hands. The cursed parasitic worms shall rise to glory and won't die by my hands, so don't curse me like that.”

Zeke returned, “Who said you have the Dragon Bloodline in your hands? Dawnie isn't young anymore. I'm finding a husband for her. In fact, I've already set up a blind date for her. I'll send her back to her hometown to meet with the guy. Say, do you think it's better if you inform Dawnie or I give her a call?”

Crack!

Zeke was taken aback by the noise. “What's that sound? Talk to me, Whitey. Why are you staying silent?”

White said, “Fine. I'll tell you what sound that was. That's the sound of me grinding my teeth in rage. Do you know what I want to do now? I want to skin you, drink your blood, and eat your flesh! Despicable, shameless, and vulgar! How could you be so shameless? Yet, you still have the face to call yourself the Great Marshal. You're the disgrace of Eurasians.”

Zeke said, “Oh, I see you're having fun cussing me out. It seems our deal is off the table. All right then. It looks like it won't be possible to have you inform Dawnie about her blind date. I'll have to give her a call myself then.”

“Wait!” White shouted. “Zeke, you agreed to let Dawnie stay at the White Muraco Clan for a while, so how could you go back on your words now? Does your conscience not hurt? A great marshal with such a shameless attitude. Aren't you afraid of the Eurasians' contempt when they hear about it?”

Zeke said, “Quit your nonsense and pick a choice quickly. I don't have time to wait for you.”

White was infuriated. “Ah! What sins have I committed in my past life to have met a ruffian like you in this life? I agree, okay?”

Zeke smiled. “Now, that's a good kid.”

White yelled, “Shut up! Don't utter anything irrelevant. I feel like puking at your voice. Give it to me straight. Which worm do you want me to control?”

Zeke answered, “The cursed parasitic worm is about six feet from me. I can feel that it isn't that strong, so it's probably a normal cursed parasitic worm. Can you control it remotely?”

White extended its senses briefly and said, “I can do it.”

Zeke said, “Do it later. There's something I have to warn you. The owner of the worm has given it an order to watch me. It will report to its owner if I make any movement, and that will put a dent in my plan. Hence, you're going to have to force its submission before it can report to its owner.”