John approached the two, who seemed to not notice him at all as their focus was on each other. An amused smile clung to Zeras' face as he stared at Lilian, who he had just called his sister.
"Why do you give me such a cold look?" Zeras asked, his voice sad as if he was hurt by her words. "For over a decade I thought you were dead, but I see you here before me. I feel nothing but joy for our reunion, and yet you treat me so coldly."
"Spare your theatrics for someone else, Zeras," Lilian replied coldly, her eyes narrowed. "You are now as you were then. A snake hiding behind a mask of niceties."
A grimace appeared on Zeras' face as if he had truly been hurt by Lilians words, and he took a step backwards.
"To think my little sister would treat me so harshly," he shook his head in self-pity, but Lilians sour glare did not soften for even a moment.
"Save your false tears for someone else," Lilian spat out at Zeras. "We both know who betrayed my intentions to your father. I told no one else, so don't try to lie like the pathetic man you are."
The betrayed look on his face slowly vanished as he heard this, and a small smile appeared instead.
"Ah, to think you trusted me so much back then," Zeras said, his voice now completely different, as if the warmth had vanished and nothing but cold amusement was left. "I figured you would have told at least a few others. Alexander perhaps. Or even Lazlia," he said while shaking his head at himself, as if he were a fool to not have realized this.
"And to think you don't even consider our father to be your father anymore. You truly have changed," Zeras continued, noting the fact that Lilian mentioned 'your father' and not 'our father.'
"That miserable bastard is not my father, not anymore," Lilian replied.
"Is that so?" Zeras mused, the smile still lingering on his face as he stared at Lilian closely. "It seems like getting you to return to our Astral Empire is not going to be easy. A pity," he shook his head again.
"You intend to make me return?" Lilian scoffed, amusement in her voice. "I would like to see you try," she said as her fighting spirit ignited, as if she were ready for battle at a moments notice. However, neither took action, as they knew fighting was forbidden at the moment.
The soft sounds of footsteps entered both their ears, and they turned to look at the one approaching. Lilians cold expression softened as she saw John approach, as if his presence had melted the icy hatred she was feeling at the moment.
Meanwhile, Zeras frowned as he inspected John closely. He could immediately tell who this was, just based on his presence alone. John naturally carried himself with the confidence of a true genius, and Zeras' instincts were flaring at the moment, warning him of combat when their cultivations were normalized. It was quite bizarre, as he had never felt this way before when dealing with someone younger than him, let alone someone fifty years younger.
"The famous 'Asura' pays us a visit," Zeras said to John, but there was no warmth in his voice. "I do wish to speak with you eventually, but I am busy with family matters at the moment. Leave us," he said and flicked his wrist outwards, as if dismissing a servant.
John ignored the disrespectful words and tone, and instead smiled slightly as he stared at Zeras. He couldn't help but be impressed by what he saw and felt. Zeras was truly a genius, and even with his cultivation normalized to John's realm, John felt danger from Zeras. It was quite impressive for him to feel this way, and he could tell that Zeras' status as the number one genius under one hundred years of age was well deserved.
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