Chapter 489 Functionally A Demigod

Of course, that was impossible. Zayn simply knocked Vulcan out. Murder was still a crime in the eyes of the law, so even if he wanted to kill the man, Zayn would not be so stupid as to murder him in front of a crowd. He turned back to the people gawking at him from behind and noted the gazes they shot him. It was how Faye and her family looked at him—it triggered a long, drawn-out sigh that he tried to stifle. He did not expect anything of what had happened to—well—happen, never in his wildest dreams. Then again, that is what life was. One could try their damnedest to map out a script of how their life should go, hunched over a large drawing board churning out contingency plan after contingency plan. Even after all of that, there was an element of chance and luck one could never account for. No one could be the sole master of their life. The future would always be uncertain, nebulous, and poorly-defined. Now that the impossible and unexpected had happened, regret had quickly become worthless. The only thing left to salvage the situation was to try his best at explaining himself. With that in mind, Zayn approached Faye and murmured ruefully, “I’m sorry for all of this. I mean, this trouble is mine alone, but it’s come and burdened all of you with fear too.” Faye linked her gaze with Zayn’s. A million thoughts and questions raced through her mind, all of them threatening to escape her lips. Yet, when it seemed the words were almost out, she could not go through with them. Everything that had happened today had flipped her worldview completely. She could be the champion of mental fortitude, and all of these would still seem too much to accept wholesale, at such a short notice. In the end, she could only shake her head and replied softly, “It’s… okay.” “Huh.” Zayn felt really bad about it happening, but there was just no chance for regret right now. He could not possibly explain too much, too, since he had to take care of both Miles and Skye. He turned to look at Ruby and Waine. “Sorry about all of that mess… and scaring you like this. I’m gonna free you now.” The two were bound by hemp rope thick enough to warrant a pair of shears, but of course, it was nothing to Zayn. He could rip them apart without much effort anytime he wanted, and since the fact that he was an unparalleled pro in hand-to-hand combat was already out, he had no need to belie his strength with a façade of weakness. He tore the ropes apart and released the two. Ruby and Waine watched how easily Zayn ripped the ropes apart despite how thick it was and shivered with their eyes avoiding the man’s. Ruby at least managed to sputter out a laughter of sorts and replied, “Oh, uh, it’s nothing. You’re too sweet, ha ha ha…?” “R-Right, what she said!” Waine quickly chimed in. “You’re too kind, Zayn. We’re very fine. Very.” Zayn could feel the two couple’s fear and felt helpless about it. Not that he was in the mood to explain himself. Suddenly, his attention pivoted from Faye and her family to something else. “One step further, Miles, and I’ll cripple you.” Miles stopped in the middle of his attempt to leave as a wave of shivers coursed through him and drained his face pale. His feet froze right where they were and he turned his head mechanically toward the source of the voice and linked eyes with Zayn’s cold smirk. He shivered like he had been thrown into the arctic sea with only his birthday suit before being taken back out on land. “Oh, no, sir. Don’t misunderstand, I wasn’t planning to leave at all! I was just… exercising my muscles! I’ve been standing for a bit too long...?” He watched Zayn’s unamused face getting closer to him and felt a bang of panic, causing him to drop to his knees with his hands folded into a plea to be forgiven again. The others soon followed, dropping to the floor en masse and begging for his mercy without a mote of defiance. From the way they treated Zayn, one was even tempted to believe that they saw him as a demigod. Zayn was disinclined to make things hard for them, too, even if he did not want to let them off the hook too easily. So, he gave all of them a kick hard enough to crack a bone or so as punishment before turning to Miles, “I’m letting a despicable piece of sh*t like you live today for your father’s sake. Next time, I’ll do worse than breaking your bones, got it? Of course, you could always go to the cops and see if they could help you exact revenge… if you dare.” “No, I would never! Never will I do anything like that again!” Miles cried, shaking his head hard. Then, gingerly, he asked, “So… Can I, uh, go now, sir?” “Get outta here,” Zayn replied, waving his hand to dismiss them. With them out of the way, Zayn called Gordon Hayes and told him to send some of his people to his place. They bound Vulcan with layers of chains before whisking him away to a suitable location where Zayn could interrogate the man for information on Sicut In Caelo.