At this moment, Louis and Joshua were on their way to the Smith family estate.

It was said that the head of the Smith family had suddenly made a foolish decision that left Zone 5 in shock and awe.

The two succubi bought just the day before had somehow become the adopted children of the Smith family's patriarch. Despite receiving countless objections, he had not changed his mind. In fact, he even sent invitations to young masters and ladies across Zone 5, inviting them to the Smith estate. His primary purpose was to find opportunities to make friends for his two newly adopted children.

Many couldn't help but sigh with regret, thinking they had never known the Smith patriarch was so fond of adopting children. They wished they could apply themselves!

Of course, there were other rumors, for instance, that the twins' bedroom skills had pleased the Smith patriarch so much that he threw propriety and etiquette out the window, going so far as to adopt the two criminals as his own children.

Everyone was waiting for the day when the wanted order from Zone 1 would be officially issued instead of just being left hanging on the net. They wanted to see if the Smith family would still dare to protect those twins by then.

The thought of soon facing Luna and Lucas made Louis feel stomach pain.

The last battle with Aboli must have left them severely injured. … he had even imagined that the moment they met again, Lucas might chop off his head on the spot.

But he wasn't too worried—because Luna would be there.

If he spoke quickly enough and shook Luna's resolve, perhaps he could keep his pitiful little life.

As for Lucas, well, that was another entirely different matter. He and Luna were opposites: Luna stubbornly searched for reasons to excuse and beautify the actions of the one she loved, while Lucas stubbornly sought out mistakes and betrayals in his beloved.

If he found nothing, fine—but once he did, it was over.

Louis was sure his name was already written in Lucas's death note.

"What's wrong, nervous?"

Just then, Joshua's voice rang out. Louis shook his head at him, saying nothing, looking utterly drained of spirit.

Yet Joshua only smiled patiently. If the slaves who had died under his hand could see his tolerance now, they might very well think they were hallucinating.

"Then let's go down." Joshua grabbed Louis by the hand and pulled him out of the car.

The Smith estate was no smaller than the Aurellan estate, at least from the outside. But its influence within was far less imposing than that of the Aurellan family.

After all, the Aurellans had separate mansions for each branch of the family, and driving across their compound could take a long time.

Even the mansion where Athena and Joshua lived was surrounded by flowers and greenery, with only the distant silhouettes of mansions belonging to side branches visible—enough to show just how vast the Aurellan domain was.

The banquet was held in the Smith family's garden.

A great transparent dome now served as a massive canopy. Beneath it, fresh flowers and lights adorned the grounds, the paths were carpeted, food and drinks were everywhere, and servants stood by at the ready. The atmosphere was worlds apart from the desolate air of Athena and Joshua's residence.

Louis remembered that in the original story, there was a passage like this:

One day, when Joshua was bored, he asked his sister why their mansion wasn't like their cousins—full of servants, bustling parties, and constantly visited by guests.

Athena didn't even lift her eyes from the documents in her hand at that time. She only said softly: "Solitude is the privilege of the strong, Joshua."

She did not need a noisy, useless crowd, nor for sincere friends. Humans were social creatures, but Athena lacked even that basic instinct.

She always dreamed of the highest position, that peak untouchable by anyone else—a place where she would be alone, yet not feel lonely. To her, it would be nothing more than the rightful reward of the strong.

Thinking about it, Louis couldn't help the twitch at the corner of his mouth. There were many kinds of strong people, but they were all twisted freaks in this novel.

And right now, he was about to face two such freaks—freaks who even wanted to take his head off. Ha ha.

"Oh, Joshua, long time no see."

At that moment, a girl walked up. She was much taller than Joshua, a beautiful young lady. She glanced at Joshua, then her eyes immediately shifted to Louis. Louis returned it with a faint smile, as though in response.

Joshua lifted his chin—not because he wanted to look directly at this young lady, but because he was used to maintaining an air of arrogance when speaking to others.

"It really has been a while, Lady July."

July smiled. "This time you didn't bring any slaves—what a surprise."

Usually, whenever Joshua went out, he had a few slaves crawling at his feet. The young masters and ladies around would be thrilled to gather and watch.

After all, only the pampered Joshua could afford to keep so many slaves. In most mansions, slaves were merely laborers for menial tasks—they were nothing like Joshua's fair-skinned, beautiful ones.

Joshua chuckled, giving Louis's hand a little tug. "Who said I didn't bring a slave?"

At that, July's eyes lit up, and the others quickly gathered, staring at Louis with great interest as though they were looking at some exotic animal.

"Wow, amazing—Joshua actually let a slave wear clothes, and even walk on two legs..."

"But this slave really is much better than the ones before."

"Joshua, when you're done playing with him, can you lend him to me?"

"Hey, I called dibs first!"

Louis was utterly speechless. In his world, kids their age would still be in school, blooming flowers of the nation, not gathering to discuss how to play with men.

This twisted world truly deserved to be destroyed!

Louis kept a stiff smile on his face, lowering his eyes slightly, as though unable to fully adapt to being treated like this.

Just then, someone suddenly reached a hand toward Louis. Before he could even react, Joshua abruptly lifted his leg and, without the slightest hesitation, kicked the beautiful young lady.

She fell to the ground at once, her wide skirt spreading out as she curled up in pain, tears streaming down her face. The surroundings immediately fell silent—no one stepped forward to help her.

The young lady struggled to her feet, her face flushed red with rage and humiliation. "Damn you, Joshua! What the hell are you doing?!"

They were all nobles; even if not close, they still belonged to the same social class and knew one another.

Joshua curled his lips, looking down on her with contempt. "Do you think you're worthy to touch something that belongs to me? Filthy wench, look at your dirty pig hooves and see if they're fit or not."

Joshua truly knew nothing of pity or gentlemanly courtesy.

The girl was so furious she couldn't get words out, pointing at Joshua as her lips trembled, looking as if she might faint from breathless rage.

"He's just a slave!" she screamed, her accusation aimed squarely at Louis.

Louis: "..." He didn't like Joshua, but I'm on your side this time- Joshua!

As expected, Joshua's fighting spirit didn't disappoint Louis. Planting his hands on his hips, he smirked mockingly: "If I wish it, you wouldn't even measure up to a slave. If I wish it, I can crush you—and that puny, snot-sized family of yours would be no exception!"

At that, the young lady was struck dumb. Partly because of her sheer fury and partly because she knew Joshua could do it.

How unlucky! she thought to herself.

Usually, Joshua allowed others to touch his slaves—what was he pretending for today? You wait, Joshua. The day you tire of this slave, I'll make sure to get my hands on him and torment him until I've vented today's humiliation!

Louis could feel the gaze of this child who seemed a whole generation younger than him, and he couldn't help but sigh inwardly.

At that very moment, a calm and gentle voice suddenly sounded from the entrance:

"What's going on here? Why are you all gathered in one place like this?"

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