"Sir, your dinner is here~"
A sweet voice called out from beyond the door. Roy frowned and said nothing.
He hadn't ordered any food, and Wutong wouldn't have done so without notifying him. That left only one explanation—
An uninvited guest.
Ding ding ding. The doorbell rang again. The girl repeated herself.
Roy was in the middle of a crucial stage. His tracksuit, unable to contain his expanding physique, tore open with a rip, revealing his hard, defined muscles beneath in flashes.
"Just leave it at the door." Gritting his teeth through the pain, Roy reached for his cane-sword.
He was ready to strike without hesitation if anything seemed off.
Luckily, there was silence. The voice replied sweetly, "Okay~" then receded. Faint footsteps trailed off until they vanished entirely.
"Hah..." Roy exhaled and resumed his breakthrough. After about a minute, he stood and glanced in the full-length mirror in the corner. His height had increased another centimeter, his frame grown sturdier. Regrown hair shone jet-black under the setting sun.
"Good."
The pain was manageable. The changes weren't dramatic enough to arouse suspicion. He'd continue with his plan—three points per day.
Grrr...
His fresh body demanded nourishment. His stomach growled, reminding him to eat.
The meal the attendant had left outside still sat there, its aroma sneaking through the door gap and stirring his appetite.
But Roy had no intention of eating it.
He picked up the bedside phone and called Wutong's mobile, asking him to bring more food back.
Then he activated Zetsu and crept to the door using silent steps. Peeking through the peephole, he confirmed the hallway was empty. Only then did he crack the door open to get some air.
Unexpectedly—
"Wao~ what a handsome little cutie!"
A shriek came from above. Two golden twin tails dropped as the door was violently pushed open. Biscuit lunged at him.
In (In): An advanced application of Zetsu allowing one to use Hatsu undetected by cloaking Nen in semi-transparent form on the hallway ceiling.
Biscuit descended like a ghost. Her eyes lit up like spotlights, nearly blinding Roy.
'Careless…' He had just made gains, but even that couldn't counter her overpowering strength. She grabbed his arms and pinned him down.
"Hehehe..." Biscuit drooled as she stared, thrilled. Not completely stripped, not fully clothed—this half-hidden, half-revealed state was the most tempting.
'So strong. I can't move at all.' Roy glared at her. "Is this how Shingen-ryu welcomes guests?"
"Master, please don't," Yun Gu entered just in time. With an apologetic smile, he pulled Biscuit off Roy.
He pushed his glasses up and extended a hand to Roy. "Long time no see, Roy. Sorry for the prank. I hope you don't mind."
"That's no joke," a voice called out from the hallway. Wutong had returned, holding two large shopping bags.
He wore a dark expression, took out a new jacket, and draped it over Roy's shoulders. Then he stepped forward to shield him.
He'd only been gone half an hour and the young master's clothes were already torn—
This was a disgrace to his duty as a personal butler.
Wutong's creamy-white Nen burst out from him, flaring red with anger as it surged toward Yun Gu.
'Strong Ren,' Yun Gu thought.
His bangs lifted under the blast, and he staggered back a step—only to feel a small hand steadying his back.
Biscuit dropped her fangirl act and pouted. "C'mon, no fighting. The whole 'loyal butler protecting his young master' thing is sweet and all, but I'm still just a girl, okay? Forgive me?"
Old hag. Still pretending to be young.
Roy pressed a hand on Wutong's shoulder, signaling him to stand down. He ignored Biscuit and stepped forward, coldly addressing Yun Gu. "You invited me. I showed up."
"Jokes are jokes. But expenses are no joke."
"Of course." Yun Gu smiled and pulled a bank card from his pocket. "Two million. PIN is XXXXXXX."
Two million Jenny—roughly 120,000 RMB—more than enough for Roy and Wutong to eat and live comfortably in Heavens Arena for a month. The gesture was generous.
Roy caught the card and tossed it to Wutong with a look. "See them out."
Wutong's face was like stone. He pointed to the door. "This way."
Yun Gu gave Roy another apologetic smile and pushed Biscuit out of the room.
Door 1991 slammed shut.
The master and apprentice walked silently through the hallway.
After a while, a breeze tousled Yun Gu's bangs. He recalled his clash with Wutong and muttered, "You were right, Master. No weaklings in the Zoldyck family."
"That butler felt strong."
"I can't beat him."
The honest kid spoke honestly. Biscuit feared someone would one day trick him and he wouldn't even notice. Then again, Shingen-ryu prioritized character when choosing disciples.
The veteran "girl" flipped her twin tails and said indifferently, "No need for self-doubt."
"Your manifest aura output may be lower, but your potential reserves exceed his."
Manifest Aura: The Nen quantity a user has currently developed and can use freely.
Potential Aura: The total Nen capacity a user possesses, including both developed and undeveloped portions.
More potential aura meant a higher ceiling for a Nen user—assuming no vows or limitations skewed the outcome.
"What about Roy?" Yun Gu pushed up his glasses and glared at Biscuit. "You insisted I trick him into coming. Well, now you've seen him."
"I have." Biscuit inhaled deeply. "He's a monster."
"…What?"
She frowned and didn't elaborate.
But she felt it.
Just now—
Roy's potential aura had spiked. It meant he had condensed years—one, two, maybe even four years—of growth into a single moment. In other words—
He reached years of training in under a minute.
'Calling him a monster might be putting it lightly...'
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