Wilbur returned to where he was staying, heading to Demetra''s room and tossing


    him a letter. "Look, there''s a letter for you. I guess Miyah really still remembers you."


    Demetra picked up the letter, his expression calm. "Miyah and I are both orphans. That''s why we know each other so well, and why we treasure each other even more."


    Wilbur nodded. "So you''ve got to live on for her."


    "Yes, don''t worry. I''ve made it through all these years, after all. Why would I give up out of nowhere?"


    Demetra smiled at Wilbur, and his expression did not look like he wanted to die.


    Wilbur heaved a sigh of relief. "I guess you''re not that cold after all."


    "You''re right. I''m not a cold person. It''s just that I save all my warmth and tenderness for those I love and treasure. The world is huge. I can''t care about everyone''s feelings, you know? Besides, how many people bothered to care about me when I was living on the streets?"


    Wilbur fell silent. He knew Demetra was a man ofpassion, but his


    circumstances forced him to be pragmatic about things.


    "Well, I''ll be heading back to mine since you''ve gotten the letter."


    Wilbur returned to the attic, sitting down on his bed cross-legged to rest. The past two days of rest had made Wilbur clearly feel that his skills had improved yet another level.


    That evening, he got a call from Witter.


    "How''s the potion I gave you, Mister Penn?"


    "Pretty good, actually. If you can give me more of that stuff, I''m willing to help you guys out."


    "I''m d to hear that, Mister Penn. In fact, I just received a mission. Someone''s going toe looking for you tonight, and he''s out to kill you. Of course, we hope you''ll kill him instead. Once you''ve done so and proven your strength after taking the blue potion, we''ll reward you ordingly."


    "What? Someone''s trying to kill me?"


    "That''s right. It''s a guy named Barett. That''s all I can tell you for now, Mister Penn. The truth is, we don''t think you''d be the right fit after thest mission, but you might just be able to live if you kill him tonight."


    "Alright. I''ll kill him for sure."


    Wilbur hung up the call and knew that this was a ploy set up by Lantech and Greensource Corp to brainwash him just like they had with Mondorra. Mondorra had already been powerful enough, but he had been willing to pledge his loyalty to Greensource just to get the blue potion.


    The blue potion could improve a cultivator''s powers. Once a cultivator had proven that they had be more powerful, they would be sure to remain loyal to Greensource Corp as long as Witter provided them with more potion. That was pretty much their n.


    However, Greensource Corp had missed something. Wilbur was not the kind to join and pledge his loyalty to any group so easily. Otherwise, he would not have created the Abyss Mercenaries back in the day instead of just joining some random group out there.


    Thus, Witter''s n was destined to fail. Wilbur was just curious to see how powerful the guying tonight would be, especiallypared to Light and Shadow.


    Later that night, Wilbur sensed a wave of spiritual energy. He opened his eyes and got out of bed before heading to the balcony.


    A series of footsteps rang over, followed by an icy voiceing from behind Wilbur. "You must be Wilbur Penn."