CHAPTER 892: CHAPTER 892: LOSING THEIR COOL

Corner of the banquet hall.

Elias Hawthorne reached for the decanter with red wine, and at the same time, another hand reached out.

"What a coincidence, the Nameless Lord and I have our eyes on the same bottle." Emperor Hades turned to look at Elias, his eyes filled with mirth.

"Coincidence." Elias’s voice was cold.

"Since the Nameless Lord returned to the Umbral Zone, I’ve been wanting to chat with you but never had the time. Unexpectedly, I’ve got the chance now. I wonder if the Nameless Lord is willing to spare a few moments to chat?"

"Of course, it’s my honor to converse with Emperor Hades."

"Recently, while handling clan affairs, I encountered a dilemma that I’ve struggled to resolve. As the Lord of the Dark Tower is so wise, I am sure you can provide me with an answer."

Elias Hawthorne glanced at Corvus Hades: "I’ve heard that Emperor Hades acts decisively. These small internal matters of the clan shouldn’t require the advice of an outsider like me."

Corvus Hades, as if not hearing Elias, continued on his own: "Recently, there are two young men in the clan. They are about the same age and ability, and their supporters are also quite even. Because of this, when they compete for the position of division leader, the people below don’t know whom to give it to. It even caused a heated argument among them."

Elias Hawthorne lifted his gaze, letting it settle on Corvus Hades.

Corvus Hades continued: "After some investigation, I finally chose the first candidate they recommended. I didn’t choose him because he’s much better than the other but because he joined the Hades Clan from a young age. His loyalty is much higher compared to the other who just joined. Ability is important, but often, loyalty and reliability are more important than ability." Corvus Hades looked at Elias with an increasingly rich smile on his face.

"Emperor Hades’ words make a lot of sense, but, forgive me, I cannot agree. If one were to judge loyalty by the time someone has been in charge of a huge clan like the Hades Clan, that’s quite shallow. It’s known that some people could stay in a place for a lifetime and never truly understand loyalty, simply because the word loyalty does not exist in their hearts.

Otherwise, after you tragically lost your parents, those who immediately pounced on you to devour you wouldn’t have been your own kin. Initially, I thought Corvus Hades would remember this truth for life, but surprisingly, he has forgotten it so quickly. In that case, forgetting many things might not be so bad."

"The Nameless Lord truly has a way with words." Corvus Hades’s expression instantly turned cold, a deadly intent gleaming in his eyes: "I just wonder if the Nameless Lord’s skills measure up to his eloquence? How about you let me find out?"

As the words left Corvus Hades’s mouth, he suddenly struck at Elias Hawthorne, and the bottle of red wine they both held together exploded with a bang.

The loud explosion drowned out the melodic music in the banquet hall, drawing the attention of the chatting crowd.

Upon seeing the two involved in the commotion, the crowd was stunned.

"What’s happening?"

"Why are Emperor Hades and the Nameless Lord fighting?"

Pip Finch was dumbfounded at this scene: "Oh my, are these two really fighting over a roast suckling pig?"

Lune glanced at Pip Finch, unable to contain her exasperation: "Do you think they would go to such lengths over a bite of food?"

"Of course. People say you can’t go without food, and it’s even more so now with all these delicacies in sight. The hungrier you get, the less you eat. Just thinking about it is frustrating, so getting upset is only natural, isn’t it? If you don’t believe me, try waving a roast suckling pig in front of me when I’m hungry and not letting me eat. I won’t just go after you, Lune; I’d even dare to act rashly against Orion."

Lune: "..."