"I would like to listen to you play once," Jyon asked in a very gentle and low voice. She is clearly hesitating to ask.
Sam looked at her flute once again and shook his head.
"It is best if I don't. I am not in the mood for a musical retreat. I have a lot to do."
"Why? You are always looking at my flute, you clearly want to play."
"It is not that. When I lost my body, I also lost many things which I made myself, and my flute is one of those things. The flute I made with meteorite sands, if it was with me, it would have been gaining a spirit now. I was looking forward to seeing what kind of spirit it would become.
I am just a bit disappointed."
Jyon nodded in understanding.
"My sister said that you lost a lot. I am really sorry about that. But what is your enmity with the person that stole from you?"
Sam smiled and asked.
"Are you thinking that I might have done something to him?"
Jyon once again avoided eye contact in embarrassment. Sam chuckled and continued.
"Actually, we didn't even meet before that day. He just came into my life. Barged in and stole everything from me, including my body."
"Then are you trying to get it back?"
"That is why I am here in your clan.
Why are you so curious about me Miss Jyon? Did your sister tell you to get to know me?"
Sam asked directly and Jyon was stumped for a second.
"Why… Why would she want me to get to know you?"
"Then?"
"I am just a bit curious. I cannot relate to a person who can kill hundreds of people without a flinch and be a good teacher to kids like this. This is new to me. I never met a person like you before."
"It is understandable. After all, there are very few people like me in the world."
"Now, you are just praising yourself. Isn't it a bit narcissistic?"
"Not a bit. A lot. I am pretty proud of myself."
Sam said and at this moment, kids started finishing up their drawings and Sam started asking them to explain their ideas. He corrected them a bit and then explained the mistakes they did before sending them away.
Sam sighed after they left and contacted Grivon.
"Come to your residence immediately. We need to talk."
Grivon came hurriedly and asked.
"Is there a problem?"
"Yes, there is. Your sister Giyon is trying to set your younger sister Jyon up with me. Tell her this is not a good idea and tell your younger sister not to come here anymore."
Grivon was stunned. His brain stopped working at Giyon setting Jyon up with Sam.
"What did you say?"
"You heard me right the first time. I am in no mood to repeat myself. Tell your elder sister to stop messing around. This wouldn't be good for anyone."
"I will go talk to her immediately."
Grivon didn't even wait for a moment before he ran out. He went to Giyon's personal residence where she was in a business meeting at that moment and barged in.
"What were you thinking? Are you out of your mind?"
He yelled at her directly.
Giyon frowned and looked at him angrily.
"Get out of here. Now." She said in a calm but cold voice and Grivon realized that he might have been over the top a bit and walked out of the room.
Giyon finished her meeting soon and let him in.
"If you pull a stunt like that again, I will literally spank you in front of the whole clan."
"I am sorry. But my question still stands. What were you thinking? Setting Jyon up with Sam? Are you out of your mind?"
Giyon sighed and spoke.
"So he told you, huh. Never expected him to act this way."
"Of course, he told me, what do you expect? At least, he is a decent guy to tell me this, if this was any other guy, they would have immediately taken advantage of Jyon."
"And why do you think I tried to set them up? It is because he is the guy that doesn't see the need to take advantage of Jyon. She needs a person exactly like him."
"Like him? He has so many enemies and he is planning on making more of them. Do you know how dangerous it is to be just associated with him? She would be the primary target even if someone hears a rumor about them being together, much less they actually be together.
I don't approve of this."
Giyon was about to reply when suddenly Grivon's communication token got an alert. He frowned and checked it out. The news surprised him greatly and he immediately made a move.
"He finally found the location of the guy who gave the information to that league member. I have to go.
And by the way, this is not over. We are going to talk about this in detail."
With those words, Grivon left. He went back to his residence first before Sam and he used the transference tokens to go back to the stray realm.
There, one of the subordinates is tying up their target to a chair.
It has been so many days since they started the search. After they got the initial lead from the bar and the target's friend, they had to search for a whole weak just to get the next clue, but finally, they caught him.
"Young master Grivon, he was on a constant move from the past few days. He was trying to go the Triangular Realm and from the contents of the spatial ring, he is trying to join the Divine Palace of healing as a servant."
Grivon looked at the guy in surprise.
"Trying to escape into the Divine Palace of healing? Do you think Vardar would be able to protect you if were to catch you there?"
The target didn't speak and just stayed there silently.
Sam didn't waste any more time and snapped his fingers.
Specter flew towards him and finished off all the while devouring the soul.
He got the memories and was stunned once again.
Looking at Sam's expression, Grivon knew that something is not right.
"What happened?"
"The person that gave him this information is a prostitute."
"A prostitute?"
"Yes. A prostitute on the eighteenth planet of your realm. She gave him that information." Sam used the simulator to give out a clear image of her and then gave the information the subordinates need.
"Catch her immediately. Don't waste any time."
The subordinates moved immediately and Grivon even used the clan's interplanetary space gates to speed up the process.
They went to the eighteenth planet and went to the brothel Sam gave the address to. But when they reached the brother, they found out that the prostitute they are looking for is dead.
In fact, she was killed just a few minutes before she arrived and even her soul was stolen.
The subordinates were stunned. They immediately sent a message to Grivon and Sam through their information network not knowing what to do.
The team leader rounded up the brothel workers and the prostitutes and also tracked down every single customer that came here that day. They also went to the wormhole guards to see if anyone hurriedly left in the past hour and gave them instructions to look for any suspicious people.
Sam and Grivon made their way to the brothel.
Sam looked at the surroundings. This is the most luxurious brothel there is in the whole realm. Not even the brothels on the planet with the Gaja clan's headquarters are this luxurious.
Sam looked at the women and noticed that they are top qualities in terms of physical attractiveness. Their difference in racial qualities and their physical bodies is so much that he is sure that any man across the realms could find their personal fetish among these women.
He walked to the brothel manager and asked.
"I want to know the price range."
Grivon and the subordinates were surprised.
They knew better than assuming that Sam wanted to have some time with women here, after all, they are in the middle of something very important. The request is too strange.
But the manager still gave out the prices and Sam was surprised.
The price ranged from tens of millions of spirit stones to hundreds of millions of spirit stones.
He was really surprised by the expense.
After all, even for the astral Plane cultivators, a few hundred million is a bit of a decent expense.
As he went through the prices, he asked about the price of the woman who just died and she is one of the top picks here.
Sam left the brothel and talked to Grivon outside.
"From the memories of the guy, he came here because of a treat. I thought he came across the information here from the brothel because of the woman, but now that I look at it, someone sent him here deliberately.
We need to go after the person who gave him this treat."
