Brothel Manager : Unexpected Encounter with A Hidden Family Heirloom-Chapter 522: Nothing!

The young man in monk clothes was completely stunned. He came to earth for vengeance, but he never expected someone related to his bloodline would be still alive.

"How?!" His voice, sharp as a blade, cut through the silence. "You...? Who are you? How can you have the Leo family bloodline?"

The young woman, raised under Das’s care, clenched her fists. Her heart pounded in her chest as her mind struggled to process the monk’s words. She had long known that Das was not her biological father, but she had never imagined the truth would be this shocking.

Das himself was stunned, his usually composed demeanor faltering. The Aries family princess said that the baby’s father would come one day to pick her up. Das completely forgot about it after a few years. But he had never expected fate would turn like this.

Das took a deep breath and turned to the monk. "Are you Leo Reynold?" he asked, his voice laced with both curiosity and trepidation.

The monk’s sharp eyes narrowed. "How do you know my name?" His voice was cold, wary.

Das let out a hollow laugh, one filled with both relief and despair. "Finally, my time to fulfill the promise..." he muttered under his breath.

"Speak!" the monk demanded, his patience wearing thin. "What promise? What do you know?"

Das locked eyes with the monk and took a step closer. "She is your daughter," he said simply, each word carrying the weight of years of secrecy. "The child born to you and the Aries family princess."

Reynold’s entire body tensed. "Lies!" he spat. "The Aries family would never—"

"I know you hate the Aries family," Das interrupted. "And I know what the princess did to you and your family for the Leo spirit. But you must accept this truth. She is your blood."

For a moment, the monk remained frozen, his mind warring against the truth being forced upon him. Then, slowly, as if the weight of reality pressed down on him, his shoulders sagged. His gaze flickered back to the young woman, searching for any sign of familiarity. And there it was—the golden flecks in her eyes, the unmistakable aura of the Leo bloodline.

He took a step back, his breath shallow. "No... no, this cannot be..."

The old woman watching the exchange remained silent, shock written all over her face. She had known Das was not her real father, but never had she imagined that her true lineage was this grand—and this tragic.

Das sighed. "The Aries family was already erased from this earth. Many other things have happened in your absence. Come with me. We need to talk."

He gestured for everyone else to leave. The others hesitated but eventually obeyed, leaving Das and the monk alone in the chamber.

The monk, still dazed, watched as Dad moved towards the golden palace. Das entered the hall and sat before a wooden table in the center of the room. From a small, delicate glass container, he poured a golden liquid into two cups. The scent of honey and herbs filled the air.

"Drink," Das offered, pushing a cup toward the monk.

Reynold hesitated before taking a sip. His eyes widened in surprise. "This... this is divine."

Das smiled faintly. "Something I picked up on my journey. Just like how I picked up your daughter and the Aries spirit."

Reynold set the cup down with a sharp clink. "Tell me everything."

Das leaned back and began. He spoke of the night he had found the baby girl, barely clinging to life after the brutal betrayal of the Aries family. He described the power struggle that had led to the Aries princess’s downfall at the hands of her own family.

Reynold’s fists clenched. "She died?"

Das nodded solemnly. "She died fighting for her daughter. Her own family members did it. They were ruthless. And they would have killed the child too, but she is lucky."

The monk’s breathing grew heavier, his mind flashing back to the days he had lost. He had sworn never to forgive the Aries family. Yet, here was the proof of his past, sitting before him.

Das continued. "I did not stop there. To protect the baby, I decided to take control on my own. I traveled through the hidden families, taking their weapon spirits one by one. I watched as centuries-old rivalries played out in blood and treachery. I started the final war between the Taurus and Farus families, a battle that almost consumed everything."

Reynold was silent for a long moment. Then, he exhaled. "You have done what no single person should have been able to do."

Das shrugged. "I had no choice."

Reynold’s eyes darkened. "And yet, you are still standing. Tell me, Das, what is your end goal?"

Das smiled bitterly. "Nothing… That’s why I’m sitting in that closed room like a dead body. I have no rival to fight, no true purpose to live and No goals to achieve. Life at the top of this small earth is boring."

The monk fell into deep thought before finally speaking. "I suppose it is time I tell you my story as well."

Das leaned forward, intrigued.

Reynold’s voice grew softer, as if he were recalling a dream. "After my family was destroyed, I had only one option—to flee. With the help of my grandfather, I used the Leo spirit, embedding it into a Seed Kernel-like stone, and escaped this Earthly realm.

I traveled through different dimensions, seeking power, seeking understanding. In time, I abandoned my anger and took the path of monkhood, training under Supreme Wizards beyond the reach of mortal men."

Das raised an eyebrow. "And yet, you returned."

Reynold smirked, a ghost of his old self peeking through. "Even monks are not free from the call of vengeance. The vengeance became my heart demon and I must deal with it to advance in my cultivation."

Das chuckled. "So, what now?"

Reynold stood, his presence filling the room with newfound determination. "Now? Now, I have no inner demons to fight. The Aries family was already died… So, I have nothing to do."

Das took a deep breath. "Then I suppose our paths align once more."

Das looked at his raised daughter. "And what about her?"

Reynold glanced at the old woman, who had remained silent throughout the conversation. "That, my friend, is a gift given by fate. Now, I have a person to love in this world. I can’t compensate you with anything else in this world. But I need to ask one thing!" Reynold paused while staring at Das.

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Das raised his head and looked into the eyes of Leo Reynold.