A Man Like None Other (Jared Chance) novel Chapter 4674

The hilt of the sword was intricately engraved with mysterious markings, a stark contrast to his fair fingers, further accentuating the young man's exceptional elegance and formidable resilience.

As the young man stepped into the main hall, it was as if the air itself had frozen in place. The surrounding noise seemed to recede from him, leaving only him and his dark weapon as the most striking presence in the entire hall.

Upon closer inspection, this young man bore a striking resemblance to Decanus. However, the young man exuded an even stronger aura of gallantry compared to the prince.

Tennyson merely lifted his head, gazing at the young man before him. His brows furrowed slightly as his eyes filled with disdain.

“Who let you out?” Tennyson inquired with an icy tone.

“Father, I—”

“Shut up! Who are you calling 'Father?' When in the main hall, you should address me as 'My Lord.”‘

Before the young man could finish his sentence, Tennyson abruptly cut him off with a loud reprimand,

A hint of grievance flashed in the young man's eyes, yet he listened and obediently said, “My Lord, I heard that Mr. Lorthan was killed, and Decanus was also injured. Therefore, I beg for your permission to leave the palace and avenge them!”

Unexpectedly, Tennyson let out a scoff. “Hmph! You're planning to take the woman you love back to the Ethereal Realm, aren't you? To leave this oppressive palace forever?”

“I'm not!” The young man shook his head.

“Don't even think about deceiving me! Remember, you're my son. How could I possibly not know what's going through your mind? Yet, you, as my eldest son, fell in love with a common female cultivator, even dual cultivating with her. You've tainted our celestial bloodline! It's already generous of me not to kill you, yet now, you wish to leave the Tenth Hall and venture into the Ethereal Realm?”

Tennyson wore a cold expression as he spoke, his face suggesting he was ready to kill!

“My Lord, I genuinely desire to avenge Mr. Lorthan and Decanus.”

The young man hung his head low, yet he still wouldn't admit that he had been contemplating leaving the Tenth Hall.

Tennyson's eyes were still intently fixed on the young man in front of him, as if he was trying to see right through him!