"Are you leaving?" Erasmus asked as soon as Thirteen entered the cave where the Death Lord was staying.

"Yes," Thirteen replied. "We'll head to the Sirius Continent in the afternoon."

The Death Lord nodded before giving the teenage boy a knowing glance.

"Now isn't the time for you to make your move," Thirteen said. "We have to wait until the threat of the Jinn Invasion in the Cygni Continent is dealt with."

The Death Lord heaved a long and deep sigh before resting his hand on the teenage boy's shoulder.

"You can make your plans, but you can't touch him," Erasmus stated. "He's mine."

"As it should be," Thirteen replied. "Don't worry. He's yours for the taking. But you need to be patient."

"I've already waited for two centuries. Waiting for a few more years will not be a problem."

"Good."

Thirteen then walked to the exit of the cave with firm steps. However, just as he was about to leave completely, the Death Lord's voice reached his ears.

"Be careful," Erasmus said. "That guy is a snake. I wouldn't put it past him to have designs on someone like you. No matter how young you are, he won't bat an eye about personally dealing with a junior."

"I understand," Thirteen replied without turning back. "I've already made my preparations."

After saying those words, Thirteen finally left and headed back to the campsite.

Everyone had already finished packing their belongings and were currently busy cooking their lunch.

After living together for several months, everyone was already on good terms with everyone.

Even Stella, who joined their group last, had become good friends with the ladies, as well as the members of the E4 Mafia.

She even called them cute, which made Derek, Roland, Joshua, and the other guys look at her with weird looks on their faces.

But there was one more person who shared the same thoughts as her, surprising everyone.

"Yes, they are indeed cute."

Those were the words that Thirteen had said when Stella commented about the troublesome members of Alcapone's group.

It was very rare for them to agree with something. Not to mention, everyone had already sensed that Thirteen only talked to Stella if it was "needed."

If not, he would not bother to initiate any conversation with her.

When Erica asked him why he was giving Stella this kind of treatment, Thirteen only said that he was a biased person.

However, he didn't explain anything else, leaving Erica wondering why the teenage boy was not warming up to the beautiful lady, who had now become one of her close friends.

After a bountiful lunch, the group rested for a bit as they waited for their ride.

Fortunately, the Private Jet arrived earlier than they were told.

But it still needed to refuel in the Dvalinn Federation's Main Headquarters before picking up Thirteen's group.

Two hours later, the Private Jet headed to the Sirius Continent with their VIP Guests.

Shana and Rianna had already contacted their family, asking them for permission to let Zion and the others stay with them until the start of the tournament.

Shana's and Rianna's mother, who had always wanted to meet Zion, readily agreed to her request.

Her daughters, especially Rianna, wouldn't stop babbling about how great Zion Leventis was.

Because of this, Cynthia Summers, who was Rianna's and Shana's mother, immediately ordered their Head Maid to complete the necessary preparations before their guests arrived.

She made sure that everything was ready so that their guests would have a very enjoyable stay at their residence.

Zion Leventis was probably the most influential and important member of the current generation.

Many influential families had sent the Leventis Family countless marriage proposals, desiring to pull this big fish into their basket.

Of course, this thought also crossed Cynthia's mind. However, she wished for her daughters to find happiness in their love lives, so she would never force them to do something that would make them unhappy.

The moment her subordinate reported that the Leventis Private Jet had just landed on the Central Government's private runway, she immediately called her husband, Tristan, and asked him to prepare some cars to escort the children over to their place.

Just like many henpecked husbands, Tristan was a Dom on the streets, but a Sub on the sheets.

If his wife told him to go West, he wouldn't dare to go East.

If she told him to jump, his only question would be how high he needed to jump.

One wrong mistake, and the powerful and domineering Field Marshal of the Central Government would find himself sleeping on the floor instead of the bed—something that no one knew, except for the inner circle of his family.

"Lady Cynthia, I have heard many good things about you from your daughters," Thirteen said in a respectful tone as soon as he was greeted by the Lady of the house. "But seeing you personally made me feel that they downplayed how wonderful you truly are.

"Even though you only wore a simple dress, bereft of any accessories, your beauty shines through. Despite the fact that you've given birth to two beautiful daughters, you still look like someone in her early twenties.

"I find this unbelievable! If I may ask, may I know what kind of beauty products you use? I'll make sure to share it with my mother!"

Rianna's and Shana's mouths hung open as the teenage boy spoke of countless praises about their mother.

The usually strict Cynthia couldn't help but blush and look at the teenage boy fondly. After all, who didn't want to receive praise?

Also, who was Zion Leventis?

He was currently standing at the apex of the world, and his name was known far and wide.

His face was even plastered on the box and packages of cereals and instant noodles!

In short, there was no one in the world who didn't know or hadn't heard of the name Zion Leventis.

The only people who didn't know him were those people who had been living under a rock!

Ten minutes later, they were still standing at the gates because Thirteen was still not finished throwing praise after praise.

To everyone's surprise, he didn't make any repetitions, and his words flowed like silk, making even Rianna and Shana blush due to how eloquent he was.

In the end, not only did Cynthia welcome their group happily, but she even personally held Thirteen's hand and escorted him inside the house with a smile plastered on her face.

Rianna and Shana glanced at each other and smiled bitterly at the same time.

They felt that both of them were only a step away from being sold off to Zion Leventis as his future brides by their own mother!

"She's not going to do that, right?" Shana asked anxiously. "Right?"

"I don't know," Rianna replied with a helpless expression on her face. "Let's just play it safe later. If she mentions something along those lines, pretend that you've become deaf, okay? If she gets angry, pretend that you're still deaf. That's the strategy we're going to use!"

Shana nodded gravely because this plan was indeed the best course of action at this point in time.

They knew that if Zion continued to raise their mother's impression of him, it was only a matter of time before both of them were presented to the teenage boy as a gift, only short of a red ribbon tied around their bodies.