There was fierceness and hostility in Zenith’s eyes, and it was apparent that he regarded Caspian as an enemy.
On the other hand, Caspian only coldly glanced at Zenith, and he was not angry.
However, Zenith believed Caspian’s performance was just an act, trying to pretend as if he was a strong young man.
Not only that, Zenith thought Caspian was secretly frightened.
After some time, Caspian said, “Chief Zenith, I’ll naturally not interfere with the Gibson family’s affairs.
However, before the battle starts, I’m only advising you to be prepared for Solana’s victory.”
“That’s impossible!” Zenith waved his hand rudely.
“The Troy family has three second-stage Pulse Control Realm cultivators, far from what my Gibson family can match.
If Solana wins, our Gibson family will face another disaster and be annihilated! Hence, neither the Troy family nor I will let Solana win! So please…”
Zenith inched closer to Caspian and flashed his pearly whites.
“Don’t worry about us.
Remember, no matter what, don’t interrupt our plans! The fact that you stayed in Solana’s cottage last night was already the biggest compromise the Gibson family has for you.”
“You… Just behave yourself!” Zenith snorted, turned around, and left, leaving Caspian alone by the lake.
Looking at Zenith’s back, Caspian shook his head helplessly.
‘I finally know why Solana talks so little.
Sure enough, the last people in this world who drive you crazy are the people who say they are good for you.’
Although threatened by Zenith, Caspian did not move out of Solana’s courtyard.
On the contrary, he stayed in the house for the whole day.
Only in the evening when the sun set, Caspian sat on the railing under the eaves and watched Solana practice the Gibson family’s martial arts, the Whirlwind Palm.
When Zenith heard the news, there was only a look of disdain in his eyes.
In his opinion, Caspian was persuaded.
Not only did he believe Caspian was intimidated, but he also looked down on Caspian’s current actions.
“Being threatened by others but yet to fight back? They all said that cultivators relied on the injustice in their chest to cultivate, yet this kid doesn’t have the guts.
He’s a sect disciple, yet he’s not as good as the disciple of my family! No wonder he’s a son-in-law that’s marrying into his wife’s family.
What a hopeless man!”
After that evaluation, Zenith just let people continue monitoring the small courtyard, preventing other people from approaching at will.
Then, he did not pay more attention to the two.
***
Another day passed, and it was now the 29th of August.
Tomorrow would be when the Gibson family and the Troy family compete, and it was also Solana’s birthday.
At night, Caspian and Solana sat opposite each other in the house.
Their shadows were stretched very long by the candlelights, reflecting on the ground and wall.
Not only that, but the bright candlelights gave the room a sweet hint that was not there in the past.
That was Solana’s long-lost feeling, but she did not say it out and just felt it carefully in her heart for fear that even a second was wasted.
After all, Solana knew that Caspian would leave after the match tomorrow.
According to him, he would do something that he had to do after waiting for a long time.
That night, before Caspian parted, he wanted to give her words of advice.
“I talked to your dad.” Caspian‘s voice was not loud, but every word was clear, and Solana heard them all.
“Your opponent tomorrow is slightly stronger than you, and there’s no doubt about that In addition, the pressure you face is more than just these.
In the entire Gibson family, I’m afraid that no one except you and me wants you to win.
The reason is very simple.
If you lose, you‘ll have to marry that Spencer as promised.
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